No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 385

Like that?

What does "like that" even mean?

Does it mean giving up on Judie?

I stood at the doorway, watching Mack, his face ashen and tense, his hands, hanging by his sides, clenched into fists.

"Mack, are you deaf? Leave, just leave..." The middle-aged woman, her emotions suddenly flaring, started pushing Mack away.

Stumbling from the shove, Mack's gaunt face turned even paler. He struggled to stand upright. "Can I at least stay with her till the end? Is that too much to ask?"

"My Judie... she's like this because of you. If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't be in this state. You owe me my daughter back," the middle-aged woman yelled, hitting Mack over and over.

Watching this scene unfold, my heart tightened inexplicably, and I instinctively wanted to step in and mediate.

But before I could, a middle-aged man intervened, pulling the woman away, "Stop this, let's allow Judie some peace in her final moments."

"Judie, my Judie..." The woman's cries grew louder.

The man wrapped his arm around her, leading her outside, and that's when they both noticed me, still standing there.

I quickly realized my intrusion, greeting them awkwardly.

"Judie, my Judie..." The woman, in a burst of emotion, grabbed hold of me.

I knew I bore a resemblance to Judie, and in her desperate longing for her daughter, her mistaking me for Judie was understandable.

The man was more composed, trying to pull his wife away, but still, his eyes widened in shock upon seeing me, "You, you are..."

"Hello, I'm Felicia."

"Felicia?" The woman echoed my name, shaking her head, then turned to her husband, "Joseph, this, this is..."