No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 435

Chapter 435 Fiona’s Last Wish

Amelia had delayed the trip; she never expected the next news she received to be that Fiona was critically

ill.

Outside the ICU, the hallway felt cold and quiet.

Amelia walked behind Ethan.

The closed white door to the ICU felt like a line between life and death. Inside, life was on the verge of extinction. Outside were people, each carrying their hidden thoughts.

Ethan pushed the door open. The moment Amelia saw what was inside, her breathing stopped.

People crowded the hospital room. Gathered here were distant relatives, faces she barely remembered.

Grace sat on a couch a little farther away. Her eyes were swollen red. She looked exhausted.

The moment Amelia walked in, every pair of eyes turned toward her.

Everyone knew Fiona didn’t have much time left. No one bothered pretending to be polite anymore.

Why is she here?” a sharp female voice said from the corner.

It was Ethan’s aunt, famous for how fondly she loved to gossip.

Who knows,” someone next to her added with clear malice. “Fiona’s almost gone, and she still shows up after the divorce. Maybe she’s coveting whatever Fiona might leave behind.”

‘Exactly. Remember when they weren’t divorced? She was always the best at flattering Fiona. Calling her name sweeter than anyone else.”

Amelia didn’t care about those whispers anymore.

She looked past the mocking and cold faces and focused only on the hospital bed. Her expression didn’t change.

Ethan glanced at her from the side. Seeing her standing there alone under everyone’s stare made his chest tighten.

Without thinking, he reached out. He wanted to hold her hand like before and shielded her from the

storm.

But the moment his fingers brushed the back of her cool hand, Amelia moved back like she was startled, clearly avoiding him.

No hesitation. No pause.

The light in Ethan’s eyes dimmed.

Fiona looked nothing like the elegant, well–groomed women from memory.

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Chapter 435 Fiona’s Last Wish

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A clear oxygen mask covered her face. Her gray hair stuck messily to her forehead. Only the faint rise and fall of her chest showed she was still alive.

She looked even worse than Ethan had described.

Ethan pulled his stiff hand back and walked to the other side of the bed..

“Grandma, Amelia is here to see you.”

Hearing that name, the old woman seemed to react slightly.

Her eyelids trembled. After a long moment, she slowly forced them open just a little.

Her cloudy eyes moved slowly and finally landed on Amelia’s face.

Then her hand moved weakly in the air. Her throat made unclear sounds.

Amelia stepped forward and gently held Fiona’s hand.

“Fiona, I’m here.”

Fiona’s fingers curled slightly, like she wanted to hold back, but she had no strength.

It felt like she had so many things she wanted to say, but they were trapped inside her failing body.

Amelia didn’t know what she wanted to say. She could only hold her hand gently and comfort her. “You need to get better. A few days ago, I made you a new gown. Your favorite dark green. I embroidered white magnolia on it. You’ll look beautiful in it.”

Ethan quietly took out a tissue and wiped the tears from the corner of Fiona’s eyes.

Just then, the hand Fiona was holding suddenly moved. She grabbed Ethan’s hand, the one wiping her tears, and stubbornly pulled it toward Amelia,

Her message couldn’t be clearer.

Ethan understood. His grandmother still hoped they would get back together.

Regret exploded inside his chest.

Ethan didn’t care whether Amelia would resist. He grabbed the hand she was trying to pull away and pressed it together with his own over Fiona’s hand.

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