Sweetheart Do You Still Love Me novel Chapter 67

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Margot shot Ophelia a look of admonishment. You should’ve told me so. Now, you made me misunderstand Elspeth.

“But… she doesn’t like me. I have no idea what to do. That was the only way to make her feel better.” Ophelia bit her lip. “Still, she wouldn’t forgive me.” She put on a victim act, trying to garner sympathy from Margot.

And it worked!

She’s not lying. A sigh escaped Margot’s lips. “You shouldn’t have beaten yourself up. That must’ve hurt, you silly girl.”

Elspeth arched her eyebrow. Gosh. She perfected the art of faking. Look at her, all frail and vulnerable.

“If that is all, you should leave. Get some rest, Mrs. Winthrop. You shouldn’t walk around too much,” said Elspeth coolly. She wanted them off.

Things were awkward for Margot, so she did not argue. Her prejudice led to a misunderstanding, then this mess happened. Now that Elspeth was chasing them off, she could only take Ophelia and leave.

Elspeth was about to take a nap, but not too long later, someone knocked again. “Come in.”

A frightened Lydia entered carefully and looked at Elspeth with guilt in her eyes. “I’m sorry, Elspeth. This is my fault. None of this would’ve happened if I hadn’t insisted on going to work.”

“It’s alright. I offered my help and only got into this mess because I was careless. Don’t beat yourself up over it.” Elspeth grinned. At least she owns up to her mistakes.

“Oh, right.” She took out the silver ring and handed it to Elspeth. “I don’t want to work at the bar anymore. Can you help me out?” She looked at Elspeth with anticipation in her eyes.

Elspeth paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile. “Of course.” She whipped out her already prepared gold card and handed it to Lydia. “There’s about three hundred grand in there. PIN code’s the first six numbers of my phone number. Come to me if you need more money. You know where to find me.”

Lydia held the card tightly, tears glistening in her eyes. “Thank you, Elspeth. I’ll pay you back, I promise.”

“It’s alright. I don’t need it. Just promise me you’ll focus on your studies, and don’t go to the bar. Any bar.”

“I understand.” She stared at the ground and muttered, “But my mother still needs a suitable bone marrow. I don’t know where to find one for her.”

“Leave it to me.” She called Harper and asked him to find a matching bone marrow for Lydia’s mother. He worked fast and returned with results half an hour later. Plus, the donor was close by. “Alright. Your mother’s surgery will happen in about half an hour.”

Filled with delight, Lydia gushed. “Really? Half an hour?”

“Yes, and she’ll have the best surgeon, I promise. I won’t let anything happen to her.”

Lydia kneeled. “Thank you, Elspeth. I-I don’t know how to thank you. Just tell me if you need anything. I’ll do anything for you.”

Elspeth patted Lydia’s head with a smile. “Don’t overthink it. Just go to your mother.”

Lydia nodded and left the room wiping her tears away. Alright, I made a promise, so I have to go through with it.