Novel & Cerita Irene Cara Illness

Irene sat down on the floor at once just so that Cody could use her lap as a pillow while lying on the ground to keep his breathing even. However, my eyes were filled with contempt and sarcasm. Whenever Cody got "sick" like this, she would immediately disregard everything and get frantic with worry, fussing over him like a mother hen. Meanwhile, if I suffered from gastritis and was covered from head to toe in cold sweat, she'd just look at me in disgust and blame me for being slow with my work.

"So who's the person?" "Oh it's Cara. She couldn't come for the programme because of Lisa's illness. Until that kid's hale and hearty, Cara's not leaving home. Remember how I excused myself from everything when Anna fell so sick?" Lance remembered. It was just a few months ago when his young cousin fell gravely ill and had no other close relative nearby to look after her other than Carol, her parents having died years ago. But her recovery, like everything else about her, was swift. Nowadays, the girl was spending some time with her mother's family.

He suddenly looked sharply at his people, who forgot to bow their heads when we entered the room, and said, "Everyone, pay respect to the goddess of the sun, my beloved Arie." Everyone, including all of Jala's spouses, was flustered and hurriedly bowed down to greet me. "Rise. May I know what her illness is?" I asked the crowd. "Greetings to the light of Nirvana; she just recovered from a heart disease a year ago, but it seems like it's a relapse, and it became worse because she just recently gave birth," one of Dylan's people reported. Her lips were purple, and her breath was unstable—her nails were also turning purple. Her hands, arms, and toes were stiffening.

I had gone myself in search of her, since she was my mate, her scent should be stronger to me, yet nothing. I had grieved her absence like she were gone for good, but I refused to believe she was dead. I didn't want to believe she really abandoned me. That was absurd; Irene loved me with all her heart and betrayed her own people just to be with me. When Irene started showing signs of mental illness, I got her the best doctors I could, even down to the academy at Arcana Hills, and yet each time she got better, her symptoms returned worse than before. She said she kept having visions, ones that felt so real.

A single tear slipped down her cheek, and she coughed softly, the sound rattling in her lungs. Peter immediately turned to her, his hand covering hers with tender concern. “Don’t apologize, Cerene. You have nothing to be sorry for. You’re fighting leukemia and asthma every single day. That’s far more important than anything else.” He shot a cold look at me. “Unlike some people who only think about themselves, Caro.”

Isla snapped at her, shooting her a warning glare as Cara was ready to throw another round of insults at Winter. "It's fine." Winter took a deep breath and forced a smile. "Ma'am, I have not seen this condition before, but that's because it's not an ordinary illness. Your daughter has been infected by a resilient parasite someplace else." "Parasite?" Isla clasped a hand over her mouth in horror.

"You’re getting predictable, Iris. If you can’t find a real scandal, you try to manufacture one." The caption was a veiled threat: Does the 'virtuous' heiress know her secret meetings are being watched? Mother wouldn't be pleased to know where you’ve really been. Evelyn didn't delete it. Instead, she felt a familiar, cold prickle at the back of her neck. It wasn't the email. It was her body. The three years in the damp, lightless cells of the outskirts had left a permanent mark on her constitution. Every few weeks, a sudden, bone-chilling fever would take hold, a remnant of the untreated pneumonia that had nearly claimed her life.

“She started it first! She was going to hit you a second time!” But Iris couldn’t respond immediately. She remembered that moment. The pain. The blood. Then the arm that stopped the slap before it reached her. She closed her eyes slightly. I hope he did not discover her serious illness. Even Letty did not know about this matter. Her illness had worsened after that slap, especially since she was in a very sensitive period. This would cause her many problems. Because the ending that her illness had drawn for her was… death!! Like all her ancestors, this fate cannot be escaped.

Reed's illness was flaring up again, wasn't it? Nathan also knew that Irene was hospitalized because she was ill. He called to ask about the situation. Irene felt very aggrieved, and she didn't have her guard against Nathan, so she told Nathan what she had encountered. Shocked and angry, Nathan was prepared to fly back immediately. In the end, Irene stopped him.

“She has been pampered all her lif-” “Eldora was cursed!” I raise my voice. “What?” “Eldora was cursed.” My voice breaks just thinking about it. “Irene, explain yourself.” “Do you remember when she fell at Iris’ funeral?” “Yes. It’s the reason for her weak constitution, how could I forget?” His response is sharp, like I insulted him.