A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 340

However, when he saw how painful Ashley was every day, he could no longer control his anger.

"Ashley had a heart transplant operation successfully, but I didn't expect that this kind of sequelae would happen after more than ten years."

Stewart looked at Edward with a frown and said with a headache.

"How to save her? What should I do?"

Edward's eyes were filled with tears. He knelt on the ground and grabbed Ashley's skinny hand.

"Edward, it's not easy for Ashley to live until today. She has reached her limit."

Stewart looked at Edward and said in a dilemma.

"Shut up, she will be fine! Justin gave her his heart. She has lived for a long time, and she is able to survive. There must be a way to save her life, there must be..."

"That's enough, Edward. We are human, not god. It's already a miracle that Ashley can live until now. Do you know that?" Stewart looked at Edward who was in a panic, grabbed his clothes and said.

"What should I do? How can I save Ashley?" Edward looked at Stewart and said.

"I should bear all the consequences. Ashley has been with me for so long, I said that I love her, but I always hurt her. I was indecisive, and I broke her heart again and again. She didn't spend many happy days with me. What should I do?"

"Edward, don't be sad."

Looking at Edward's painful face, Stewart felt sad either. In the past, he always felt that it was reasonable for a man to have a mistress.

However, Edward and Ashley' love changed his mind.

Love should really be pure and unique.

Ashley woke up and heard Edward's sad voice, then she called Edward helplessly.

"Dear, tell me, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Hearing Ashley's voice, Edward rushed to her.

Ashley looked at his haggard face, reached out, touched his brows and said, "Edward, you look so ugly now."

"As long as you love me." Edward hugged Ashley tightly, as if he was worried that if he let go of Ashley, she would disappear in front of him.

"I don't love your current look. My Edward is a very handsome man. He's not haggard." Ashley looked at Edward and said. She didn't want Edward to worry about her.

Edward looked at Ashley, endured the sadness in his heart, kissed her eyebrows and whispered, "Ashley, you must survive, understand?"

"Okay, I will."

Ashley nodded. After Edward left, she turned to look at Stewart.

"How many days can I live?" "Less than a month. Ashley, you should be very clear about your physical condition. Your body was seriously affected when you gave birth to Abigail. Maybe it was because of the child birth that your body got worse."

"It's okay. I don't have any regrets now." Ashley said gently. She was not afraid of death at all.

"In fact, I have been thinking about what happened in the past. I survived in many difficulties. My life was actually given by Justin. He used his own life to save my life. I'm so happy because I have watched my children grow up. I can't be too greedy."

"Edward is very sad."

"I know." Ashley lowered her head and said faintly.

"I will let you eat some medicines and try my best to sustain your life. I hope that I can find a new medicine to save you."

"Everything depends on fate."

Ashley closed her eyes tiredly and soon fell asleep.

Looking at Ashley who fell asleep again, Stewart wanted to cry.

When he walked out, he saw Edward who was smoking beside the window at the end of the corridor.

Edward didn't go to change his clothes.

He leaned the wall quietly, and his back looked very lonely.

Upon seeing this, Stewart stepped forward and patted Edward on the shoulder. He said in a deep voice, "Edward, Ashley is already very lucky." "Stewart, I hate myself every second."

Edward turned around and looked at Stewart with a painful expression.

"As long as I think of what I did to Ashley before, I feel painful. After Justin gave her his heart, I found that Justin loved her more than me. I am very sad. I don't deserve Ashley."

"Edward, don't think too much. Although I was shocked by Justin's love for Ashley, the one Ashley loves is you. You two have suffered a lot, but you're still with each other."

"I won't let Ashley die. She's my wife. I should bear her pain."

"What do you want to do?"

Stewart said worriedly as he looked at Edward who was crazy.

Because of Ashley, Edward became abnormal.

"I just want her to survive."

Edward said this and left.

Looking at Edward's lonely back, Stewart wanted to follow behind him, but Nacho and stopped him.

In the past six months, the relationship between Cedric and Nacho had eased a lot. Maybe it was because of Joanna, Cedric changed a lot. He became gentler than before.

"Uncle Stewart, let my father go. I believe him."

Cedric looked at Stewart and said.

"Ashe, don't you hate your father anymore?" Stewart asked in a low voice as he looked at Cedric. In Stewart's impression, Cedric hated Edward very much. He fought with Edward every time he saw Edward.

They were just like enemies.

"I just don't like my father's indecisive character. But he is a very good man now."

Cedric raised his head and said to Stewart blandly.

"You've grown up and know how to care about others." Stewart smiled and said to Cedric.

Cedric clenched his fist and said firmly, "Uncle Stewart, my mother is still alive now. I won't give up like this. Please find a way to save my mother. She... wants to get old together with my father. They want to be with each other forever.

"Okay."

Stewart could not bear to refuse Cedric, so he could only nod.

After Stewart left, Nacho said to Cedric with a gloomy face, "Cedric, maybe mom is happy to leave this world."

Rather than being tortured by these diseases, it was better... to let Ashley leave this world peacefully.

"No, mom still wants to live. We can't give up as long as there is a hope."

Cedric looked at Nacho and said firmly.

Nacho looked at Cedric and nodded thoughtfully. Then he left the Xis.

Cedric had become maturer and maturer, which was so good. He used to be arrogant and cocky, and he was more charming after he became mature.

"Is that so? Is Ashley's disease already so serious?" After Athena knew about Ashley's health condition, she was so sad.

"Aunt Athena, I don't know how to save my mother."

Nacho lowered his head, looked at Justin in the ice coffin and said painfully.

Nacho was very sad to see how painful Ashley was. Although he was rich, he couldn't save Ashley and make Ashley become healthy again.

"Everything will be fine, Nacho." Athena stepped forward, gently hugged Nacho's body, and whispered.

"Will everything be fine?" Nacho looked at Athena in a daze and burst into tears.

"Aunt Athena, I don't want my mother to be so painful. My father must be painful in her body. If he is here, he'll try his best to save my mother. But I can't save her."

"Silly child, Edward is by Ashley's side. He will save Ashley."

Athena looked at Nacho with an extremely complicated expression and said helplessly.

It was quiet outside the window. Justin was lying in the ice coffin, and his face seemed to be sad.

"What's this? It smells so fishy." Ashley woke up in the middle of the night after being pushed by Edward. Edward handed a cup to her mouth and asked her to drink it.

Ashley was dizzy and she didn't know what was inside the cup.

"Drink it, this is left by Stewart. It's good for your body. If you drink it at this time every day, your body will get better and better."

Edward gently touched Ashley's hair and said.

The light in the room was very dim. Ashley couldn't see Edward's expression clearly, and she didn't know what kind of medicine it was.

Frowning, she opened her mouth and drank the fishy medicine.

When the viscous liquid passed by her throat, her heart trembled.

This feeling was a little familiar. But she could not remember what it was.

"This taste is so familiar." Ashley said as she looked at Edward after she finished drinking.

"It's just medicine. Go to sleep."

Edward kissed Ashley's lips and patted her back gently.

Ashley's body was weak, so she fell asleep soon.

After Ashley fell asleep, Edward gently put her down on the bed.

He looked at the cup in his hand with determination in his eyes.