All Chapters of Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford: Chapter 601 - Chapter 610

The ICU had glass walls. When they arrived, Anna had just finished her visit and was stepping out.Anna looked surprised to see them, then a flicker of panic crossed her face. She walked over and asked, "What brings you guys here?"Her eyes darted toward the doctor's office.Rebecca explained, "I came to visit my bodyguards and thought I'd ask the doctor about Vance's condition. Also..."She was also worried about the medical bills. ICU care was expensive.When they divorced, Vance had given her almost all his money. Later, he had donated most of his father's inheritance, and his shop had been forced to close.She had no idea how much he had left or whether he had proper insurance here. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.She decided to at least take care of the medical bills.Anna's expression shifted slightly. "Did you find the doctor yet?"Rebecca shook her head. "I just got here. I haven't spoken to anyone yet."Anna then led Rebecca and Josette over

Desmond continued desperately, "How much I wish it were me lying in that hospital bed right now! Then maybe you'd feel sorry or grateful for me. Maybe you'd take me back."The familiar craze burned in his eyes, but Rebecca felt a wave of suffocation. She wearily raised the window a little higher, blocking his eyes from view."It's not like that," she said tiredly. "Since we've already broken up, I genuinely hope you can move forward with your life and stop looking back.""No!" he cried out. "That's not true! You've forgiven Vance, haven't you? You visit him and worry about him, don't you? You used to hate him so much, and now you feel sorry for him. Why wasn't it me who saved you? Why?"Each "why" was punctuated by his slapping the car window. Rebecca felt the familiar throbbing start in her temples.Josette wrapped her arms around her, gently patting her back, and called out to Desmond. Her voice was gentle but carried a calming strength.The throbbing in Rebecca's temples eased

Rebecca didn't want this relationship to end with lingering resentment or hidden issues.Coldness, firmness, and harsh words were all possible ways to end things, but Josette hoped it could dissolve gently."Rebecca!" Desmond shouted one last time from outside.But the car had already started moving forward. He grabbed the bodyguard who hadn't gotten back in the car. "I know where Catherine is! That's what I came to tell her. I almost forgot the most important thing."The bodyguard nodded. "If you're willing to tell me..."Desmond quickly typed the address on his phone and let the bodyguard take a photo. "There. Send people right away.""Thank you." The bodyguard headed inside while reporting to Gabriel.Desmond stood there watching the car drive away, feeling a hole in his chest. He had never said such a formal goodbye before. In fact, he had even been avoiding this kind of closure.As long as things weren't said clearly, maybe their story wouldn't be over. Maybe one day they

Vance was awake, but his face was ghastly pale.Over the past two years, he had grown painfully thin—so thin that the blanket lay flat over him, barely rising at all. He looked worn down and hollow.But his eyes lit up the moment he saw the two."Grandma..." His voice trembled.When they got closer, Rebecca realized the glitter in his eyes was from unshed tears.Josette leaned in and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"The rims of his eyes reddened. "No, it doesn't."Josette didn't mention anything painful. She simply smiled and placed the homemade dishes on the bedside table. "It's the New Year, and I made some Soliaridge specialties. This time of year, you need something warm and familiar.""Thank you," Vance said hoarsely."Silly child, if it hurts too much, you don't have to talk. I understand," she said gently, then took out a box and placed it on the table. "It's New Year's Eve today. Everyone gets a little gift. May you have a long, healthy, and prosperous life."Vance could

"Are you mad?" Vance asked, grabbing her hand.Rebecca looked down.The man lying in the bed was frighteningly thin. His lips were bluish, and his eyes were sunken. His bony hand reached out from under the blanket, weakly holding onto her fingers.She gently pulled her hand free and tucked his back under the covers. The light mood he had been forcing collapsed in an instant."How did you get so thin?" Her nose stung, and the emotions she had been holding back threatened to spill over."Why are you crying?" He brushed it off. "The food here is terrible. That's all.""Then why didn't you just..." She stopped herself from asking him why he had come all the way here.Wouldn't it have been better to stay in the States? Then she remembered Anna was there. Of course, he had to come.She changed direction. "You can cook, can't you? Or just hire someone to make proper meals.""Too much trouble," he said with a strained smile. "I'm fine like this. Losing a little weight isn't bad. I'm a