The entire hallway was silent.
After a few moments, Fiona started sobbing again and wiped her tears away pitifully. "Look, Joshua-Ms. Luna is talking nonsense again. She's so mentally unstable that she’s accusing me of faking my illness now."
She continued tearfully, "Is there anyone in this world who doesn't wish to be healthy? Why would someone want to pretend and curse themselves with a terminal illness? Luna, I know you're saying this because you're out of your mind right now, but I can’t help feeling sad about this...
"I, too, wish that I'm not sick and don't have only one year left to live..." Fiona's tone sounded so upset that it was as though the world had collapsed around her.
Joshua let out a sigh and comforted Fiona, then turned to glance at Lucas, who was utterly stunned by the scene before him. "Summon a psychiatrist here now.”
With that, he picked up Nigel, grabbed onto Fiona's hand, and disappeared into the ward.
Luna remained motionless in the hallway and watched the three of them leave, gritting her teeth in fury.
At this moment, the little boy in Joshua's arms turned
around. He lifted his head from behind Joshua's shoulder and grinned in Luna’s direction.
Luna felt a little stunned by this.
Nigel had never smiled like that before.
To be more specific, Nigel had never grinned so wide before, even when he was genuinely happy.
The only person who possessed a smile like this...was Neil.
As soon as she thought of Neil, Luna started to feel her heart ache.
When she first saw the photo that Joey showed her, she had suspected that the child, whose hand Aura was holding, was Neil himself. 1
Luna even thought that the email she received was a signal from Neil.
She had never expected to see the child today, much less in a setting like this.
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