Return Of The Real Heiress: Secrets And Masks by Caspian Wood

Chapter 570 Chapter 570 Morris listened to what Cherise had said and understood that it would indeed be difficult to cure Claire. After all, her condition had persisted for so many years, He gently approached Cherise, casting just a brief glance at Claire lying in bed before shifting his gaze back to Cherise. "Is it necessary for her to wake up in order to treat her?" he asked.

Cherise nodded. "It would be best. But given her current state, it's hard to say when she might wake up again? "It's getting late. Let's head back to the hotel and rest. We can cback tomorrow, Morris suggested. "Alright," Cherise agreed. She glanced at the time; it was nearly midnight. They really needed to get srest. Before leaving, Cherise turned her head and took one last look at the sleeping Claire. She followed Morris to the sliding door, quietly pulled it open, stepped outside, and then gently closed it behind her.

At the moment the sliding door was fully closed, Claire, lying in bed, seemed to open her eyes for a brief moment. But less than half a second later, she tightly shut them again.

Outside, upon seeing Cherise and Morris emerge, the others quickly stood up from the sofa.

"Ms. Leach, I think I should still call you Ms. Leach. Is there any hope for Mom?" Hank was the first to ask Cherise.

Cherise neither confirmed nor denied. "It's still quite complicated. If possible, I'd like to take her back to Clusia for treatment.

"But ideally, we should wait for her to wake up and check her condition. We should also ask for her opinion." Lucy, standing nearby, interjected, "Hey, you're her daughter, and Hank is her son. If you two agree, that should be enough.

Lucy's point was valid, but Cherise still explained, "Alright. Let's wait another two days. If she hasn't woken up by then, we'll leave the decision to Hank." Back at the hotel, after shedding the exhaustion from the day, Cherise stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the cityscape of Astamia outside.

When Morris emerged from the bathroom, freshly washed and expecting to find her fast asleep, he was surprised to see her standing quietly by the window, arms wrapped around herself.

Her silhouette looked incredibly lonely-so much so that it made him want to hold her close and protect her. And that's exactly what he did.

He walked over, stood behind her, and wrapped his arms tightly around her, resting his head on her shoulder as he joined her in looking out the window.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" he asked softly.

Cherise smiled faintly, lowering her hands to rest on top of Morris's, which were tightly holding her waist. "I just don't feel sleepy," she replied.

Morris understood. "You're thinking about your mom, aren't you?" Cherise didn't hide anything from Morris. "Yes. I had so much pent-up frustration that I wanted to vent at her.

"But when I saw her in person, lying there on that white hospital bed... I realized I just couldn't do it." 1/2 1130 THU 20 Fcb Chapter 570 43% Morris had never had a mother since he was a child, so he couldn't fully understand how that felt. But he knew there was a term called "maternal bond." This was probably what it meant.

He gently comforted her, saying, "Then follow your heart, sweetheart. I've never had a mother, and I've never experienced maternal love.

"Since your mother is still here, cherish her. I can see that she means something to you. And I know that back then, she didn't have much choice in many things." By the tMorris finished speaking, Cherise had already turned around and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, holding on fiercely.

It was clear that she also felt for Morris. Compared to him, she was much luckier. She nodded obediently, “Okay, I'll listen to you." The next day, Cherise and Morris, along with their group, returned to Lucy's small hospital. Unlike last night, the first floor was now bustling with activity, with people coming and going.

Lucy was busy attending to her duties, and Hank was assisting her, so they let Cherise and Morris go upstairs on their own.

It was the sroom as last night, where the sound of medical equipment beeping could be heard evem before entering. This time, Morris, Leo, and Lex waited in the living room outside, while Cherise went in alone. After clarifying her feelings the night before, she seemed much more composed this time. She still approached the hospital bed quietly.

Claire on the bed was in the sposition as when Cherise had seen her last night, with her eyes tightly closed and fast asleep.

Cherise looked at her for a moment before slowly opening her lips, "Mom, good morning. I've cto see you again."

After speaking, she pursed her lips and bit her lower lip slightly. It was a brief evident that there It was hesitation and internal struggle when she called out "mom." After all, it had been so many years since she last used that word, and the emotions behind it were known only to Cherise herself.

However, Claire, who was lying on the bed, remained unresponsive, continuing to sleep deeply.

Undeterred, Cherise began the series of checks for the day. Just like last night, she started with the pupils, then moved on to heart rate, pulse, and the various readings from the medical equipment. Finally, she took Claire's hand and, using her knowledge of traditional medicine, carefully examined the condition of her body through the palm of her hand.

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