My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 709

Chapter 709

Elliot’s chest tightened. Deep within his heart, he never thought about his grandmother’s age and always hoped that she would live a long life. However, Harriet was already 83 this year. A person’s life was like a candle, and there would always come the time when its flame would burn out. Sure enough, not long later, several specialist doctors came out of the emergency rescue room with heavy and serious expressions. It was clear that there was no need for Harriet to be saved this time.

“How is she, Rob?” Brenda asked the frontmost doctor.

“After our evaluation, we think that we should stop causing pain to Old Madam Presgrave. Moreover, she has also woken up and refused our request for surgery. She wants to see you all instead.”

Brenda couldn’t hold back her tears, and she asked in a hoarse voice, “How much time does she have left?”

“In addition to severe heart failure, many of her organs are not functioning well either. She has at most two days left.”

Elliot clenched his fists. Harriet was about to leave the world, but he couldn’t do anything. Brenda also turned her head sadly and buried herself in her husband’s arms, and the atmosphere turned somber. In this world, the most painful thing was to say goodbye to one’s loved ones forever.

Just then, Anastasia stepped out from the elevator. When she saw the group of people taking up the entire hallway, even if she didn’t know what was going on, the atmosphere had already made her heart beat violently, and she looked at her husband. Elliot’s eyes were red, and there was a hint of tears in his eyes. At the sight, Anastasia handed her bag to Sophia before she quickly walked over and embraced him. Elliot hugged her back tightly, a choked sound coming from his throat.

Anastasia’s tears stained his collar as she

asked softly, “What happened to Grandma?”

“Grandma is passing,” Elliot replied hoarsely.

Hearing that, Anastasia let her tears fall silently.

Just then, a nurse came out from the ward and said, “Old Madam Presgrave wants to see Mrs. Presgrave.”

Anastasia hurriedly answered, ‘I’m here.”

Elliot nodded at her, and Brenda gave her a pat. “Go on.”

When Anastasia walked into the ward, she saw Harriet hooked up to a ventilator, and her white hair made her seem much weaker than before. However, her eyes were still clear.

“Come over, my child.” Harriet extended her hand toward Anastasia.

Forcing her tears back, Anastasia sat by