Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 766

Chapter 766: Miracles as such only happened in fantasies.

The doctor didn’t look very optimistic. He simply shook his head, looking at Margaret. "We can’t do anything. She has to endure as long as she can."

Margaret felt helpless. If she had a way to share the pain, she could have; however, this pain and suffering were something no one could share with anyone. All she could do was stay by her side and look after her, and she was going to do so till the end.

"Thank you, doctor," Xander said, his voice deep and remorseful. "Please come with me. I will escort you." He then looked at Margaret, who nodded to him in understanding.

Xander gestured to the doctor before escorting him out politely. When they were gone, Margaret turned and looked into the room. From the door, she could see Brenda lying on the bed, looking a lot weaker and frailer than she was before. She now no longer looked like the iron businesswoman she was once known as.

And that hurts.

The woman they were used to looking tall and elegant was now lying on the bed, getting tormented every day.

Margaret blinked away the tears that were brimming in her eyes before she walked into the room. "Madam!" she called out softly.

Brenda opened her eyes and looked up. "Margaret, ..." her voice was low and weak. She paused to study the woman’s face before a faint smile curled her lips —one that was still hinting at tease. "Did I scare you again?"

Margaret looked at the lady before nodding slowly. "Yes, you did, Madam. You got us really scared."

Brenda shook her head and tried to chuckle. But that needed strength, and she could muster that up. Still, she tried. "You don’t have to get scared every time. Get used to it so that when the day actually comes, you won’t feel anything. Practice it enough to excel at it, Margaret. I have ... taught you better."

"You have taught me so much, and that’s why it hurts to see you like this, madam," Margaret tried to hold back her sob.

"There is nothing to feel hurt about," Brenda kept her smile. "This is the phase all of us have to go through. For me, it’s just a little unbearable, but when I’m gone, it will be better. It won’t hurt this much then."

Margaret didn’t know what she should say. The lady has always been so optimistic about her death that it becomes impossible to express one’s thoughts.

"Madam, you are already like this. Shall we ask Arwen to visit you? It’s time, and she should know."

Brenda heard her and looked away. She didn’t reply immediately; instead, she thought for a moment before speaking. "Even I want to see her, Margaret. I haven’t seen her in a while, and thinking that I might not ever, it’s just making my heart clench in pain. But ..."

She shook her head, dismissing the idea, "I can’t let her see me like this. All I want that her to remember me from my best days. Not like this —looking weak and ugly."

"But she is your granddaughter, Madam. She deserves to know about your situation," Margaret said with a frown. "What if she regrets and blames you tomorrow?"

"L-Let her blame," Brenda said as though she had already prepared herself. "This wouldn’t be just one thing she would be blaming me for."

She turned and looked at Margaret. A slow, self-blaming smile curving his lips, "Let her blame. I won’t be here anymore to see her blame me."

"Madam, —"

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