Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 824: Malcom, I Don’t Have Much Time Left—Can You Stay With Me for My Final Days?
At this moment, Grace Quarters was covered in injuries, resembling a withered figure.
Her already thin body was even leaner, her pale face nothing but skin and bone...
When Grace Quarters arrived at the Morris Group building, Malcom Moore happened to be coming down from upstairs.
Seeing Malcom come out, Grace immediately approached, "Malcom..."
Looking at Grace, who appeared frail and sickly, Malcom frowned with disgust, "Why are you here again? Haven’t I told you, there is nothing between us anymore?"
Grace’s heart was bleeding.
Why, why did Malcom have to treat her this way?
She clearly loved him so much, with all her heart!
But him, how could he be so cruel to her?
Grace held back her heart-wrenching pain, reaching out to clutch Malcom’s sleeve, "Malcom, I want to talk to you!"
"We have nothing to talk about." Malcom replied coldly, shaking off Grace’s touch, "Grace, leave. Don’t appear in front of me ever again."
The incident at the party had already been investigated by Malcom, but no evidence related to Grace was found, so he let her go.
Looking at Grace, Malcom continued indifferently, "Considering you were with me during my youth, I advise you to leave here. It’s really not suitable for you here!"
"I’m not leaving! Malcom, you know I never wanted to leave!" Grace shouted hysterically.
She grabbed Malcom’s hand again, her face as pale as paper looking at him, desperately asking, "Malcom, I’m sick, very seriously. Are you just going to watch me die without helping?"
Malcom pulled away from Grace’s grip, "If you’re sick, you should see a doctor, not come to me! If you need money, because of our youth, I can give you some."
"No, I don’t want money!" Grace clung to Malcom again, "Malcom, I can’t leave. I’ve got a terminal illness, the doctor said I don’t have much time left."
Tears like crystals filled her pale face as she looked at Malcom, humbly and pleadingly saying, "Malcom, I’m begging you, accompany me, accompany me through these last days, please?"
Malcom looked coldly at the woman who was always good at acting, regardless of whether her words were true, he didn’t and wouldn’t care about her anymore.
The debt he owed her had long been repaid.
If she was really sick, he could give her money to send her to the hospital!
But accompany her through the last days?
Haha, was he out of his mind, or did he have a hole in his head?
He was already exerting all his efforts to win back his wife; he didn’t need to disturb himself with trouble, giving his wife an excuse to leave.
Malcom pushed Grace away forcefully.
He looked at Grace coldly, speaking with a chill in his voice, "Grace, stop playing these tricks on me, they won’t work! I will not believe you!"
Grace was pushed away and fell awkwardly to the ground.
She lifted her pale face full of tears, heartbroken and aggrieved, "Malcom, I’m not! I’m really sick, I..."
"You don’t need to say anymore, no matter how much you say, it’s useless! Grace, over the years, I’ve come to not recognize you, even the little debt owed from my youth is gone!"
Malcom looked at Grace, saying for the last time, "If you’re really sick, contact my bodyguard, Aiden, but don’t fantasize about anything else!"
With that, Malcom left.
"Malcom..." Grace cried, watching Malcom sorrowfully, "How could you treat me like this? This is my last hope before I die!"
At this moment, Aiden walked over.
He took out a business card and placed it in Grace’s hand, "Miss Quarters, call me if you need anything. If you’re truly terminally ill, I’d be happy to take you to the hospital!"
With that, Aiden left with Malcom.
No one helped Grace from start to finish, leaving her sitting awkwardly on the ground.
She watched Malcom’s departing figure, her tear-filled eyes turning sinister in an instant.
Overwhelming hatred filled her entire being, from head to toe...
Fine, you’ve forced me to this!
If I’m going to die, you won’t have it good either!
Even if I die, I’ll drag you down with me.
If I can’t have happiness, why should you!
Grace looked at Malcom’s departing figure with resentment, slowly standing up from the ground.
At this moment, she felt a metallic taste, followed by dark red blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.
Grace wasn’t panicked; it seemed she was used to it. She just gently wiped it away and turned to leave the Morris Group’s building.
Yes, this wasn’t the first time Grace had bled.
Since being poisoned by Blake Cliff, Grace had bled several times.
And each time she bled, it was a reminder to Grace: she must take the antidote quickly, or she would die soon!
This time, because of the Heavenly Rule Group, Grace was beaten up by Blake Cliff, and was almost thrown into a wolf pack.
Though Grace eventually promised to take down the Morris Group to make amends, Blake spared her life temporarily but only temporarily spared...
Back then Blake Cliff looked at the woman struggling under his foot and mercifully said, "Fine, I’ll trust you once more. If you can take down the Morris Group, I’ll spare your worthless life."
Grace kowtowed in gratitude, "Thank you, Master, for sparing my life. Shadowless swears to take down the Morris Group as the first step for you to enter Country Z!"
"Hmph!" Blake sneered, "You kept avoiding targeting the Morris Group before, saying Young Master Morris is tough, but now that you say you have a solution, why shouldn’t I trust you once more?"
"But Shadowless, you can escape death, but not punishment!"
"Given your recent performance, your antidote for this month is gone, if you can take down Morris by next month, come to me for the antidote then!"
Blake squatted down slowly, his iron-like hand gripping Grace’s jaw, "Shadowless, don’t try to play tricks on me. Without the antidote, you must endure the pain of a thousand ants biting your heart every day this month. And after a month, if you haven’t gotten the antidote, you will die!" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
Blake’s eerie and sinister mask revealed a cold, bloodthirsty smile, "Shadowless, you know the agonizing death you’ll face without the antidote!"
"Haha!" Blake laughed loudly, "You’ll rot bit by bit, and no matter where you hide, your decaying body will attract insects and ants around you. Those creatures will crazily devour your flesh, until you become a bloody skeleton!"
