Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 1308

Chapter 1308 

Zack said, “Cornelia, have you lost your marbles? Do you even understand what you’re saying?” 

Cornelia said, “Maybe, I’ve brought bad luck to everyone else around me, and now it’s my turn to be cursed. That’s why I can’t eat any food.” 

Abigail said, “Then you should eat even more, live your life, and fight against this so called destiny. Cornelia, you’ve done it before, you can do it again.” 

Cornelia shook her head, “I feel like I can’t anymore.” 

Abigail asked, “Why not? Cornelia, you have to believe in yourself, you can do it.” 

Comelia said, “Abby, Zack, if I can’t hold on, promise me you’ll take my ashes back to Rosenberg. Let me rest beside my grandma. I miss her, really, a lot. I guess she misses me too. She used to call me whenever she missed me, but now, she can’t reach me anymore.” 

Abigail and Zack shouted out together, “Cornelia!” 

Comelia continued, “You don’t have to shout, I can still hear you well.” 

Abigail said, “Cornelia, your grandma wants you to live, live well.” 

Zack said, “If you go to your grandma now, she would even chew you out.” 

Abigail said, “Your grandma wants to see your child. You have to bring the baby in your stomach into this world.” 

Zack, with tears falling, tried to persuade her, “Cornelia, you always told us that there are no problems that can’t be solved. As long as we hold on, we can get through anything.” 

They spent the whole afternoon trying to persuade Cornelia. 

Cornelia understood what they were saying. She tried to convince herself to eat more, but she was so sick now that she felt like throwing up just by smelling food. 

When everyone was at their wits’ end, an old friend of Cornelia’s reached out to Grandpa Augustine, “I may be able to help Cornelia.” 

Grandpa Augustine received the call because he had advertised everywhere for an expert who could help Cornelia. Anyone who could solve her problem would be rewarded with $100,000. So, the news of Augustine’s granddaughter being ill quickly spread around the Capital. 

Due to the enticing $100,000 reward, many fraudsters were attracted. After being cheated several times, Grandpa Augustine became even more cautious. He looked at the tall man in front of him and asked three questions in a row, “Who are you? What do you do? Why should I trust you?” 

The man handed his business card to Grandpa Augustine, “I’m Justin Terrel, a psychologist, specializing in treating PTSD.”