NovelStartChapter 1700: Monica Blames Herself to Death
They watched as Algerone walked into the living room holding a bunch of roses, a joyful smile on his face like a young man in love.
Monica gazed in the direction his back disappeared, extremely happy. "Who would've thought Dad is still such a romantic, sending
roses every now and then with the flowers in the vase not yet withered."
"He'll do his best to make up for those missing years," seeing this scene, Tristan also felt very gratified. "Actually men are boys
until death."
"You know? My mom looks strong, but she's actually very feminine inside, she gets touched by these cheap little details."
"Because she's not lacking money, she doesn't need material satisfaction at all," Tristan hit the nail on the head. "Women care a lot
about details, but men always overlook them."
"That's right," Monica was truly delighted, she felt life was getting better and better. "They will definitely be happy for the rest of
their lives, after missing out on so many years, they'll cherish each other doubly."
"Looks like we can quietly prepare a wedding for them," Tristan already had his own plans, he also agreed with her viewpoint very
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtmuch. "Monica, shall we wait here now? Or leave first?"
"Let's leave, give them more time. Look how excited he is, he probably won't cout for a while." Monica couldn't help but joke.
"Alright."
Just as Tristan started the car and was about to leave, Algerone rushed out carrying the unconscious Belinda! That sudden panic
reflected in their eyes!
The smiles on Tristan and Monica's faces froze, their chests thumped heavily, they almost simultaneously unlocked their seatbelts
and rushed out!
"Mom!!"
"Auntie!!"
She was clearly unconscious, but they didn't know what had happened.
Algerone carried Belinda to the front of the car, he couldn't free his hands to open the door. He looked up, Monica and Tristan were
rushing over!
"Hurry!" Algerone panicked, urgently said, "Open the door quickly! Your mom has fainted!"
Monica swiftly went around to the other side, pulled open the back door. Algerone carefully yet swiftly carried Belinda in. "Belinda,
hang in there!"
"I'll drive!" Tristan also scrambled, sitting into the driver's seat.
Algerone glanced at him, then hurried to get in the back. Monica anxiously followed, as soon as she closed the door, the car
started, racing towards the nearby hospital!
Belinda's face was pale, unconscious. Everyone was very worried!
At the stime, Tristan called emergency services with his phone, detailing the emergency situation here to the medics.
The hospital side also took measures urgently without any delay.
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"Mom!" In the car, Monica tightly grasped Belinda's fingers, a bit cold. "Mom! Hang in there! We'll be at the hospital very soon!"
Belinda's face was pale, she lay in Algerone's arms with eyes closed, as if dead, unresponsive to her daughter's cries.
Tears quickly blurred Monica's sight.
Algerone had one arm around her body, the other hand cupping her face. "Belinda..." his heart twisted like knives.
"Belinda... hang in there, we'll be at the hospital very soon, you must hang in there." His eyes brimmed with hot tears, strands of
silver mixed into his black hair, seeing this made Monica extremely distressed inside.
He looked up at his tearful daughter, asked anxiously, "Monica, what tdid you go out this morning? How was your mom when
you left?" Just asking, no slightest blame.
But Monica blamed herself to death!
If she had stayed home, her mother could've received the most timely treatment. She cried, her lips trembling, but didn't know
how to speak.
The car raced down the streets, Tristan's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his brows knotted.
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