Win Her Back

Chapter 718 A Heavy Blow

Seeing that Melody was out of her mind, Dr. Li felt sorry for her. After working for so many years, she had seen many such things, but she still felt uncomfortable.

She was a mother herself. Although she couldn't experience it personally, she could understand it.

She raised her hand and gently patted on Melody's shoulder. For a moment, she forgot her ferocious face and simply regarded her as one of her many patients.

"Miss Melody, don't be discouraged. With the advanced medicine nowadays, we can finally find a way to cure your disease."

Melody didn't hear Dr. Li's comforting words at all. She was immersed in sadness and hated those men who ruined her life.

"I have something else to do. I have to go now."

She picked up her bag and left in a hurry. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital almost suffocated her.

She stumbled out of the gate of the hospital and looked back at the white building. It was like a big net, tightly wrapping up the people inside and taking away their vitality.

"It's impossible! It's impossible!"

How could she not be pregnant? She was Melody. There was nothing she couldn't do in the world!

Thinking of this, she could no longer hold back her tears. She walked aimlessly on the street, without any reaction when she met someone.

Melody didn't know how long she had walked. When she came to her senses again, she saw her father's gray temples, deeper wrinkles and much older.

"What have I done wrong?"

In a trance, Melody heard her father say so. She rushed into her father's arms and cried bitterly.

"Dad, I can't have my own child for the rest of my life. What should I do? What should I do?"

Although her father was powerful and had gone through a lot of ups and downs in the business world, he was at a loss for his daughter's weak whispers. He couldn't solve her problem as usual.

In the dim room, only the lights on the wall were emitting a faint light, so that the whole room would not fall into darkness.

The thick curtains were closed and hadn't been opened for a week. The room was in a mess, with some things scattered in disorder.

There was a figure in the quilt on the bed. Her fingers trembled slightly and she woke up slowly. She raised her hand to fix her hair, staggered to the window and opened a gap.

Melody had forgotten how long she had been like this. She just felt that it was so dazzling outside. It seemed that she hadn't seen the sun for a century!

Splash! With a sound, she opened the thick curtain and closed her eyes because of the sun. The warm feeling surrounded her tightly, and her cold heart was somewhat cured.

When she adapted to the brightness, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the busy servants downstairs, with a flash of darkness in her eyes.

"Melody, cheer up! There is still some possibility! The technology is so advanced now. How can it be difficult for you?" she said to herself.

A red sports car was moving on the winding mountain road. The woman's hair was meticulously coiled behind her ears, and with a light makeup, she looked very comfortable.

The car drove all the way to the deepest part of the mountain forest, and a Chinese-style courtyard suddenly appeared, majestic and incompatible with this era, but it was integrated with the entire mountain forest just right. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Sheryl parked the car outside, and the butler came out to greet her in time. She wore a long dress, as if she was living in the past.

"Miss Sheryl, you are here."

Sheryl nodded slightly and looked up at the closed door, feeling helpless. The faint fragrance of the medicine gradually spread out, mixed with a bitter taste.

"Is grandpa taking medicine?"

"Yes, Miss Sheryl. Would you like to come in later?"

The butler said with a simple and honest smile. His eyes sparkled with shrewdness, but he didn't make any move. He nodded obediently and explained in a low voice.

Nodding slightly, Sheryl turned around and sat on the stone bench in the courtyard. She raised her hand and looked at the room, sighing secretly. Every time her grandfather took medicine, his temper would become very bad. Even if it was his own son, he had to wait outside the door.

"Ahem!"

The sound of a slight cough made Sheryl frown and clench her fists slightly. Her grandpa's health was getting worse and worse in the past few years. She wondered if her poor cousin could come back one day!

"Hardy, how is grandfather recently? Is he getting better?"

The butler frowned and shook his head. His family had served the Liu family for generations, and their loyalty to the master was engraved in the bones and blood of almost every generation.

"The master's health is still the same recently. He is not getting better. Fortunately, he doesn't get worse. Maybe it will get better after winter!"

Hearing the butler's words, Sheryl felt a little relieved. But thinking of her cousin, she felt a little heavy in her heart. If he kept being so stubborn, would she never be able to come back?

"Hardy, I'll go inside to see grandpa!"

"Okay!"

Pushing open the heavy carved wooden door, Sheryl walked slowly along the carpet. The whole room was decorated in Chinese style, with unique wooden furniture and antique flavor.

The old man sat on the couch, with his eyes slightly narrowed. There was a bowl on the table, with some medicine residue left. The slight brown color was in sharp contrast to the white jade.

"Grandpa!"

Sheryl called softly, but the old man seemed to be frightened and immediately woke up, trying to hide something in panic. It happened so fast that Sheryl didn't notice it at all.

Frowning, she walked in slowly. She clearly saw a trace of sadness on the old man's face. It was as if something had slipped down, hidden in his neck and disappeared without a trace.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Sheryl didn't think too much. She just attributed all this to her grandfather's health. When people were old, there would be all kinds of situations.

"I'm fine!"

The old man slowly closed his eyes and hid all his emotions. There was a trace of vicissitudes on his face, but it was still unable to hide the aura between his sharp eyes and brows.

He plucked the sandalwood bead in his hand, making a soft sound of collision, which was especially clear in this quiet and empty room.

"Sheryl, why do come to me today?"