All Too Late novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 Acknowledge Kathleen

Gemma walked out of the ward and saw that Nicolette was still outside.

I can’t believe she’s still here.

Staring at Gemma with indifference, Nicolette asked meaningfully, “Has your waist healed?”

Gemma ignored her and walked straight past her.

“I still haven’t forgotten about you slapping me last time,” Nicolette stated.

“Nicolette, do you have friends?” Gemma asked coldly.

Her question made Nicolette freeze.

Gemma continued, “You tried to sow discord between me and Kate last time. I’m just wondering if you’re jealous?”

Nicolette said nothing in response.

“You have no friends, no lover, and no family who truly cares for you. Rather than being jealous of Kathleen because of Samuel, I think you’re jealous of her for everything she has.” There was a pitying look in Gemma’s eyes as she looked at Nicolette.

“Nonsense!” Nicolette roared.

“Seeing how angry you are, I know I’m not talking nonsense. I have no time to waste with you here. Unlike you, I have work to do. I don’t sit in a wheelchair like a spoiled daughter of a wealthy family and do nothing. In fact, you’re worse than me. I have legs and a career I work hard for. Meanwhile, you’re only focused on scheming against others. How funny.”

As Nicolette’s face darkened, Gemma turned around and left.

Clenching her fists, Nicolette looked toward Frances’ ward.

That despicable woman! Why would I ever be jealous of Kathleen? That’s impossible. I just can’t accept being defeated by her. I’m not jealous. Never in a million years!

Inside the ward, Frances woke up after a while.

Yasmine’s eyes reddened at the sight of the other woman opening her eyes. “Frances!”

“Yas?” Frances looked at her in a daze.

“Frances, you still remember me? I’m sorry, Frances. I came too late.” Yasmine started shedding tears as she spoke.

Frances was at a loss after hearing her words. “What are you talking about?”

When she looked to the side, she noticed there were two more people in the ward.

“Samuel?” she called out with a frown.

In response, the man nodded quietly.

Then, Frances shifted her gaze to Kathleen, the creases between her eyebrows deepening. “And you are?”

Kathleen stepped forward and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Old Mrs. Yoeger, I…”

She wasn’t sure how to start explaining.

“Frances, she is your granddaughter,” Yasmine chimed in. “Look at her eyes. Don’t they resemble yours?”

Frances knitted her brows again. “My granddaughter? She’s Yareli? But from what I remember, Yareli doesn’t look like this.”

Yareli was Vanessa’s daughter.

However, Yareli had been keeping a low profile recently, and she was nowhere to be seen.

“No, Frances. She’s the child of the daughter you lost,” Yasmine explained.

Instantly, shock painted Frances’ face. “What?”

Kathleen pursed her lips and said, “Old Mrs. Yoeger, I really am the child of the daughter you lost. My name is Kathleen Johnson.”

Frances had forgotten about their meeting last time.

“The child of the daughter I lost? Where is my daughter?” Frances asked, visibly worked up.

“Old Mrs. Yoeger, my mother has passed away,” Kathleen stated.

“What?” Upon hearing that, Frances almost fainted, shocking everyone in the room.