The Return of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife by Zara Gibbon

Chapter 13

“Lilia has just woken up!”

“Okay, Mommy’s going to check on her first, alright?”

Joanna changed her clothes, washed her face and hands, disinfected herself, and then finally went to her daughter’s room.

“Lilia, Mommy’s home!”

“Mommy!”

Lilia Haynes was lying in bed, a big, bright smile on her skinny little face.

The little girl had been hurt by a congenital heart defect and hemolytic anemia ever since she was born. The hemamebas in her body were poorly hematopoietic. So she would need to be transplanted with new hematopoietic stem cells after some time.

For more than three years, poor Lilia had been lying in bed, unable even to stand up once. Her skin was covered with needle marks and scars.

The hospital bills and the cost of follow-up treatments were a heavy burden, and they also pushed Joanna to go forward.

Joanna’s biggest wish was that her daughter could recover one day, and she could see Lilia standing up.

“Lilia, does it still hurt?” Joanna was holding her daughter’s thin hand, and her heart was twitching with pain.

Whenever Joanna saw her daughter, she would have to try so hard to prevent the tears from welling up in her eyes.

Lilia shook her head slightly. “Not anymore.”

Joanna was chewing her upper lips to fight the great sadness inside. Her daughter had just had a major operation. The kid must pretend to be fine.

“Mommy, can I have some chocolates?” Lilia begged weakly.

The little girl’s mouth was filled with bitterness that was brought by the medicine during the operation. And she would like to eat something sweet.

this? When you get

this. She nodded obediently. “But is it okay if I have

course, you

chocolate in her

eat it, Mommy, not

heart to hear this. Tears

that her daughter was not lying to her because the little girl was simply too sick to eat

stand up. “Miranda, please, take good care of Lilia!” With

care of Lilia! But you need to take care of yourself, too,

“I will. Thank you.”

got out of the daughter’s room, stood at the door, and took a deep

“What are you doing?”

“Huh? Nothing!”

the laptop at

time on it. However, Joanna had always been too occupied by her work to watch

for too long. It’s

“Yes, Mummy!”

wash your hands and get

chairs and

that bad guy. I couldn’t help

voice down. We don’t want Mommy to know

he bully Mommy?

the kids back in their beds and read them bedtime stories until they were asleep. Then, at last, she

closed her laptop at three o’clock in the morning, and finally,

Chapter 13

had only slept four hours a day for years! And this kind

Morning came soon.

Buzz, buzz, buzz…

Joanna could get up,

calling me for at