Goodbye You Never Loved Me novel (Martha and Stefan) novel Chapter 779

Chapter 779 Rare Substance in Vivian's Blood

In the hospital room, Jane heard it when Louis left. But she didn't turn around. Right now, Vivian was the most important person to her. She wouldn't leave Vivian for a moment and wanted to make sure that Vivian felt safe and secure while waiting for treatment.

When Louis left, Vivian saw him go. Her colored pencil in hand paused briefly as she whispered, "Mommy, Uncle Louis left."

Jane hesitated for a moment before continuing with her coloring. She had been about to say that Louis had work to do but then realized something from the way Vivian addressed him.

Putting down her colored pencil with a serious expression on her face, Jane looked at her daughter and said firmly, "Vivian, I care about you more than anything else in this world. You don't need to be afraid of me leaving you."

"I married Louis, so we could take better care of you together," she continued.

"But if calling him Daddy makes you uncomfortable, then calling him Uncle is just fine too."

Vivian's eyes sparkled when she heard this reassurance from Jane. For days, she had thought that her mommy was going away from her little by little.

Tears welled up in Vivian's eyes as she grabbed onto Jane's sleeve tightly and spoke with a hint of crying, "Mommy..."

"Good girl," said Jane softly as she stroked some hair out of Vivian's face like how she used to do.

To Jane, taking care of Vivian was more important than anything else.

She married Louis just for Vivian's sake.

She knew very well Louis was associated with her when she didn't lose her memory, but she had long forgotten the past, let alone her feelings for him.

Everything that Jane did now was to make sure that little girl lying on the bed got better soon enough.

As if sensing her mommy's pain, Vivian reached up, gently patting her mommy's cheek, saying "It's okay, Mommy. I know you won't leave anymore."

Jane felt Vivian's small fingers wipe away tears from her face, and nodded slightly.

"Vivian, don't be afraid. I will definitely cure your illness," Jane reassured her daughter.

"Mm, I believe you, Mommy," the adorable little girl nodded before pointing to a flower in her notebook. "Mommy, I want to color this flower green."

"Okay," Jane smiled and controlled her emotions before raising an eyebrow at her daughter. "Let's see who can color it better, Vivian."

"Okay!" The little girl happily agreed and continued coloring the various patterns in her "secret garden" with colored pencils.