Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 440

Meroy noticed that Jenna looked very haggard and distraught. It was apparent that she was very anxious. Hence, she spilled the beans and attempted to comfort her. "To be frank, Madam, Old Madam may be right. After all, she is getting old. Everyone will eventually die one day. It's normal for a person to experience signs and symptoms such as these at her age. Don't worry too much about it."

Jenna was feeling very anxious and uneasy. Vivian had said a lot that day when she came over. This had never happened before. It was apparent that she was aware of her health condition, which was why she asked her to come over and instructed Meroy to hand her the accounts book and the records of the family history. Now that she thought about it, it was as if Vivian was prepared to leave any moment. Jenna was filled with anguish and tears coursed down her cheeks.

"Meroy, we don't have any control over life and death, but we must bring her to the hospital when she is unwell, whether she likes it or not. We are part of the Richards Group. Grandma has contributed a lot to the development of the Richards Group. Hence, no matter how busy we are, we cannot neglect her. There's nothing more important than that." Upon finishing her sentence, Jenna demanded, "Meroy, Grandma already knows what happened to Richards Group, doesn't she?"

She asked in a low voice as she looked at Meroy.

Meroy thought for a moment before she shook her head. "Madam, it doesn't seem likely. I don't think she knows. After all, she is experiencing some hearing problems and her eyesight is getting worse. It's impossible for her to get wind of the news. I did not tell her as well, as she has been worrying about a lot of stuff for her entire lifetime. Now that you guys are here, even if something happens to the company, I feel that we should not let her worry."

"Good, well done. Thank you, Meroy." Jenna heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing what she said. "Meroy, you are right. Don't tell Grandma what happened to the company. It's our turn to deal with the issue. You must not let her hear the news, no matter what."

Looking at Jenna's gaunt face, Meroy nodded solemnly.

After instructing her, Jenna spun around and headed towards Vivian's bedroom.

Meroy followed suit.

Although she nodded her head in agreement when Jenna insisted in bringing her to the hospital, she knew very well that bringing her to the hospital would not help much at her age. After all, Meroy was a doctor. For Vivian's heart condition, she had already been inserted with lots of catheters and it was impossible to insert any more. Besides, her organs were deteriorating pretty quickly. It was near impossible to save her.

She knew what Vivian wanted. To put it simply, Vivian wanted to die in the Ink Garden. This was the place that she had resided in for a lifetime. It was where she had contributed all her efforts. She would not leave, no matter what.

However, it was her responsibility to notify Jenna who was in charge of the household. Only Jenna and Hansen had the right to decide what to do.

When Jenna entered, Vivian was lying on her bed. Her face was shallow and emaciated, and her eyes were closed. Only the clear, audible breathing indicated that she was still alive. She was so thin and weak.

Her face was pale and had a greenish-yellow tinge to it.

The deathly pallor of her skin was frightening. Looking at it filled Jenna with anguish. She sat down on the bed and held Vivian's hand as she glanced at her silently, unable to utter a word.

After a while, her pallor suddenly became a livid red and she experienced abnormally rapid breathing.

"Grandma, what's wrong?" Jenna's heart raced when she saw her in this state. Meroy, who was standing by their side, acted immediately and fed her some medicine, as she patted her back gently. After a while, Vivian seemed to become better.

Jenna had her heart in her throat as she watched in dismay. Panic- stricken, she asked, "Meroy, what's wrong with Grandma?"

"Alas, Old Madam's heart is not what it used to be and it lacks oxygen. Whenever this happens, she must take her medication immediately," Meroy explained right away.

Jenna was filled with distress as she held Vivian's hand tightly, so much so that she found it hard to breathe. The redness on her face faded to a greenish, sickly pallor. Jenna's heart ached when she saw it and she was choked with sobs. "Grandma, I'll bring you to the hospital."

She stood up immediately and took out her phone. After making the necessary arrangements with the hospital, she called for a driver to come over and pick them up.

Vivian rested for a while before she regained her senses. Upon seeing Jenna at her bedside, she wanted to speak to her. To her surprise, two people emerged, carrying a stretcher with them. Alarmed, she asked what was going on.

Jenna said firmly, "Grandma, I'm going to bring you to the hospital today."

Vivian was startled. She objected immediately. "Jenna, I understand that you are worried about me, but I refuse to go to the hospital. I'm already so old. It will be so exhausting. Just let me stay in Ink Garden. I will probably live longer if I stay here. I'm not used to living in the hospital. It will only worsen my condition."

Upon hearing what she said, Jenna was anxious and said in a hurry, "Grandma, you are not feeling well. You must go to the hospital for a check-up. It's not good for you to stay here."

After hearing what she said, Vivian sighed and did not appear to change her mind. "Jenna, it's already a blessing for me to live until now. I know my condition very well. If doctors are really the cure to everything, nobody would fall ill in this world. No matter what you say, I refuse to go to the hospital. Jenna, you have a lot to do. Focus on your work. Don't worry about me. I bet Meroy had told you what happened to me. Alas, I have already instructed her not to let you know."

It took her a lot of effort to say these words. She was panting heavily. Jenna was in a dilemma, unsure about what to do.

However, she could not bear to see Vivian in this condition. She pondered for a while before she responded, "Grandma, I will respect your decision and you don't need to go to the hospital, but I would like to discuss with Hansen and recruit a medical team to come over daily to check on your condition. You must accept my offer. Otherwise, I'll bring you to the hospital right away."

Jenna thought to herself. At her age, it was indeed inconvenient for her to go to the hospital. She would not be used to it. Inviting a medical team over did seem to be a better choice. Fortunately, the wellness center of Richards Group was set up in Ink Garden. Hence, there would be a place for the medical team to stay when they come over. As for the laboratory test and examinations required, it would depend on what the experts say.