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Juliana was speechless.
After a moment, she gave a cold smile. “Ridiculous.” She turned
away dismissively and walked toward the dining room, clearly
uninterested in continuing the conversation with Tracie.
Tracie turned to look at Grover. “Grover, I’ve seen in dramas
where one spouse doesn’t directly give the divorce papers to the
other, but sends someone else to do it, which leads to
misunderstandings. To avoid that, I’m giving it to you
personally. Please sign it as soon as possible. And…”
She paused and looked at Wendi.
Her voice softened and became hoarse. “Since you’ve already
planted the idea in Wendi’s mind about picking a new mother, I
hope you’ll always treat her like a treasure. As long as she can
grow up happy and healthy, I’ll pretend… I never… gave birth to
her.””
With that, Tracie nearly ran out of the villa.
She couldn’t stay another moment.
If she did, she would break down and cry.
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Yes, she had already let go of Wendi.
But hearing Wendi say she didn’t want her anymore, that she
wanted to kick her out–those words still felt like a lightning
strike to her heart, making every part of her ache.
As soon as Tracie left the villa, Grover received a call from Lesa,
asking him to come to the hospital.
Grover, along with Juliana and Wendi, drove to the Children’s
Hospital in the city to the blood disorder department.
Outside the hospital room, Grover’s parents, Adolfo Stanton and
Cherry Stanton, sat with Lesa, whose eyes were swollen and red
from crying.
“Is the O–negative blood supply running low again?” Grover
asked.
“Oliver’s blood disorder is getting worse. He needs a bone
marrow transplant. Where is Tracie? Get her here immediately
to donate 1000cc of blood for Oliver! Where has she gone, hiding
at a time like this?” Lesa fumed when she brought up Tracie.
If Tracie were here now, Lesa would slap her and make her
apologize!
“She ran away from home,” Grover said flatly.
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Adolfo and Cherry both froze, stunned.
Cherry, shaking with anger, laughed bitterly. “She ran away? At a time like this? Doesn’t she realize she’s practically condemning
Oliver to death?”
Lesa sobbed. “She knows Oliver needs her blood, and she’s doing
this to make things harder for us.”
“This is outrageous! How dare she? Doesn’t she fear Grover will
divorce her? I’m calling her right now and asking how she could
be so bold!” Cherry grabbed the phone in the hospital room and
dialed Tracie’s number.
Meanwhile, Tracie saw that the call was from the Children’s
Hospital. She immediately knew it was the Stanton family.
She hung up without a second thought.
After a brief pause, she turned off her phone.
She didn’t want to have anything to do with the Stanton family.
She drove to the best rehabilitation center for deaf and mute
children in the city. By the time she arrived, it was exactly noon.
At the registration desk, she said, “I’m here to pick up Rico.”
Just then, a little boy, about five or six years old, came running
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toward her, a big smile on his face. As he ran, he called out,
“Mom! Mom!”
His words were clear, and there was no trace of the deafness he
once had.
Tracie opened her arms, and the boy rushed into them.
Tears streamed down her face as she whispered, “Rico, you’ll be
the only child I have from now on…”
Rico Stanton was the child that Tracie and Grover adopted.
When Tracie first discovered she was pregnant, she went to her
prenatal checkup alone. On the way, she passed by a large
dumpster and heard a faint cry.
It was barely audible, almost unnoticeable.
Yet it tugged at her heart.
She approached the dumpster and found a tiny baby inside.
The baby was burning with a high fever.
Without hesitation, Tracie picked up the baby and rushed to the
hospital for a full examination.
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