The Unwavering Heart That Broke novel Chapter 152

“Lance, whatever happened, you just can’t do this. Jasper already lost his dad. He can’t lose his mom too,” Madonna said, her tone serious.

She really couldn’t stand Felice, but a kid growing up without a father shouldn’t have to go without his mother as well. Madonna just wanted to keep Felice and Lance as far apart as possible.

Lance told her what happened last night, his voice cold and emotionless.

Madonna paused, then said, “Okay, I get it. This isn’t something we can settle over the phone. Just come to the hospital. We’ll talk it out face to face.”

“Alright.”

Lance gave a simple reply and hung up. He didn’t rush to leave, though. He kept eating slowly, not bothered by anything.

Nathalie spoke up without any expression, “I need the restroom.”

Lance looked at her. “Okay, I’ll go with you.”

She stared at him, honestly baffled. “What exactly are you doing?”

Lance replied, “Come with me to the hospital. After that, I’ll take you back home so you can rest.”

Nathalie eyed him, clearly suspicious, trying to figure out if he meant it.

“I’m not lying,” Lance assured her.

So Nathalie just sat quietly. After they finished their meal, they went straight to the hospital. It was about an hour before they got there.

When Madonna saw them arrive together, she looked a little surprised.

“Mom,” Nathalie greeted.

Madonna asked, “How’s work? Are you doing alright?”

“It’s fine,” Nathalie answered softly.

Madonna smiled a little. “Things will get even easier from now on.”

With that, she opened the door to the hospital room and walked in.

Felice had caught a cold and ended up with a high fever. The fever had finally broken, but she still looked pale and weak, fragile in a way that made her seem so small.

Madonna rubbed her temples. “Get some rest. I’m heading back.”

She turned to Nathalie. “Nathalie, come walk me out.”

“Alright.”

They left the room, one following the other.

Lance was about to step out too when Felice called his name.

“Lance.”

He turned back, saw her face streaked with tears, her skin still pale. His voice softened a bit. “Felice, just get some rest.”

Felice bit her lip. “You’re the one who wanted me to work with Nathalie so we could get along better. Now your mom wants me to quit. Who am I supposed to listen to?”

She looked down, her voice small. “I never wanted you to repay me for what I did back then. But you promised. You said you’d make things right. I haven’t gotten anything I really wanted, Lance. I’m honestly not sure if I should keep trusting you.”