"Ma’am?" The bodyguard whispered when he saw Dolores did not move.
Dolores waved her hand and she walked towards Jessica.
The bodyguard followed her closely.
"Mom." At a distance, she whispered.
Jessica's body stiffened for a moment. She turned and looked at Dolores who was standing not far
away, forcing out a smile. "Lola, why are you here?"
Her face had looked better than before.
"I should be the one asking you, why are you wearing patient clothes at the hospital? What happen to
you?" Her voice was low and she was afraid of hearing bad news.
Victoria's death had dealt a great blow to her.
It was just that with her children and Matthew at home, she could not show her sadness. She was
afraid that she would have a mental breakdown if anything happened to Jessica.
Jessica came over. Noticing she was wearing loose clothes and flat shoes, she smiled and said,
"Boyce told me you’re pregnant?"
She was unwilling to provide cooperation for the treatment. She showed negative attitude and had no
desire to live. Boyce had no choice, so he told her that Dolores was pregnant. At that time, Boyce said,
"She’s suffered a lot with you. If you don't care about her life or death at all, don't cooperate for the
treatment then."
He then left.
She remembered she had followed her to a strange environment when she was ten. They had a hard
time living and had snuggled up to each other for warmth. Their life back then was both bitter and
sweet.
Now that she was pregnant, she thought she must have gotten along well with Matthew, and she
thought she might have the opportunity to see her embrace her happiness. It would be good to take
care of her children for her if she could live longer.
So knowing that Dolores was pregnant, she began to actively show cooperation for the treatment.
After seeing her suffer, she hoped to see her happy.
She took Dolores's hand. "I'm fine, don't worry..."
Dolores shook off her hand. "I want to hear the truth."
Obviously, she was deliberately hiding from her, that it was definitely not a minor illness.
Knowing she could not hide it, Jessica sighed deeply. "Let’s go back to the ward."
She stayed in the VIP single room and it was quiet. There were too many people in the park.
Dolores did not utter a word and she acquiesced to her suggestion. She followed her into the hospital
and to the ward she stayed. She walked in and opened the window. There was a park between the
ward and the building she stayed before.
"How long have you stayed here?" she asked.
"A couple of days." Jessica sat by the bed and waved at her. "Come here, Lola."
Dolores went and sat by the bed. Jessica took and held her hand. "I'm glad to know you're pregnant."
Dolores gently looked down.
"My disease is due to heredity, but don't worry. The doctor said that as long as I cooperate for the
treatment, there will be no problem for me to live for a few more years..."
Dolores hugged her tightly and choked all of a sudden. "Why? Don’t you know I’ll feel sad... "
Jessica patted her on the back. "Don't be sad, Lola. I'll cooperate for the treatment and help you take
care of your child in the future. Boyce said that as long as I cooperate for the treatment, he’ll help me
find someone to commute my sentence. After getting treatment for a year and a half, and you giving
birth, I can take care of your child like how I did to Simona and Samuel."
Dolores said nothing, she felt despondent. "Mom, what do you think the most painful thing in one's life
is?"
Jessica thought she was sad when she recalled the past, so she comforted. "The past has passed, and
you will live a happy life in the future."
Dolores shook her head. "The most painful thing in life is that you have no idea when your family is
standing right in front of you. That is why it’s so unforgettable when you lose them."
Jessica's body stiffened a little. "Have, have you known something?"
The emotion Dolores did not dare to express at home was revealed in front of Jessica without
concealment at the moment.
She did not pay attention to Jessica's words.
She was thinking about the tragedy between Victoria and Matthew.
Jessica sighed. "Lola, I've always seen you as my own daughter. I couldn't help it back then too. He’s
my father's child before marriage. His mother's identity was shameful to talk about and he’s a love
child. He hadn't shown his face in the public. No one knew he’s one of the Lennon’s..."
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Dolores wiped the sweat off her face. She could not understand
what she said. She reached out and touched Jessica's forehead, thinking maybe it was a relapse of
psychosis.
Jessica took off her hand. "I'm fine. Didn’t you say something about not knowing your family standing
right in front of you just now? Isn’t knowing who your true biological parents really are the most painful
thing in life?"
Dolores sat motionless by the bed. She had lost the ability to move. She stared at Jessica with eyes
glazed over. It took a long time for her to find her voice. "Bi, biological parents? You’re my mom, and
Randolph’s my dad."
"Randolph is not your father." Although Randolph was dead, her hatred towards him did not disappear.
She even thought that he did not deserve to be called a father by Dolores.
Speaking of this, Jessica did not want to hide it from her anymore. She took Dolores's hand and said,
"Lola, your father's name is Stanley Lennon. He is my brother from another mother who shares the
same father with me. Only the family knows his identity..."
Dolores stood up abruptly. "Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm your daughter. I haven't
heard of or seen any Stanley Lennon."
She could not accept it at once.
"Lola." Jessica knew the truth was too sudden and she could not accept it for a moment. She could not
help but sigh. She thought she had found it out and she wanted to tell her. Yet unexpectedly, she did
not know that at all.
"You must be tired. Have a rest. I have to go back. Samuel and Simona are still waiting for me."
Dolores refused to listen to her anymore and she walked towards the door.
Jessica did not force her. "Come to me whenever you want to know. The necklace you’re wearing is left
to you by your biological mother."
Dolores paused slightly when she was holding the door handle, she then quickly opened the door and
went out.
She walked quickly, and the bodyguard followed her. "Please slow down, ma’am."
Dolores did not seem to hear him. She just wanted to leave there quickly.
She did not want to hear anything from Jessica.
When she got into the car, she said, "Let’s get out of here quickly."
The chauffeur started the car and the bodyguard glimpsed at her with worry. "Are you alright, ma’am?"
Dolores reacted and she shook her head. "I’m fine." She seemed to have thought of something and
she added, "Don’t tell anyone that I’ve come out today, do you hear me?"
Both the chauffeur and the bodyguard agreed.
She was in a trance all the way, as if she was having an unreal dream.
When she returned to the villa, she went upstairs and to the bathroom. She soaked a face cloth, folded
it and lied down on the couch, putting it on her forehead.
She must have had a fever until her brain was befuddled, therefore she had auditory hallucinations.
Stanley Lennon is her father?!
She sneered. She had not even met him. How can it be?
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