Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 635

Wanda leaned back against the pillow with a look of desperation and grief on her face that seemed to have seen through everything.

Looking at her niece's overly worried face, she only smiled sadly and gave her a silent shake of the head.

Although she had rested for a few days, she still looked like a plant drained of water—lifeless and utterly pale.

After she pulled the curtains, Bianca took out a bunch of red grapes from the fruit basket and rinsed them in the water fountain nearby. Then, she carefully picked them one by one and put them into a small fruit container before bringing them to Wanda.

"Aunt Wanda, have some grapes."

Bianca handed her a bright red grape. "I know that your mouth would taste bitter when you’re having an infusion. Eating something a little sweeter can help. I always like to eat some sweet fruits when I'm sick."

Wanda could not bear to ignore her niece's kindness. She opened her mouth and swallowed the grape.

The sweetness of grape juice washed away the bitter taste in her mouth.

Wanda said listlessly, "No matter how sweet the fruit is, I only feel bitter with what a mess my appearance has become…”

Bianca sat next to Wanda, gently took her hand, and consoled her, saying, "Aunt Wanda, you'll get better now that medical technology is so advanced. Believe me..."

Her aunt's undesirous face was clearly a refusal of the operation. Bianca wanted to comfort her but did not know what to say.

Wanda laughed bitterly. "The risk of death from breast cancer is one of the lowest of all cancers, but it’s cruel not because it kills; it’s because it robs women of their most beautiful and most maternal parts. You know how much I care about my appearance. I can't bear to see even a small scar on my body, let alone remove my... My... Do you think I'll still be a woman if I don't have them?"

She sobbed and dared not even utter a word.

Bianca felt a twinge in her heart at the sight of her aunt like this and clutched her aunt's hand tighter.

Wanda tried hard to pull herself together. Perhaps because she was too upset, she took a grape from the tray and stuffed it into her mouth.

The sweet and sour taste seeped into her taste buds and made her feel a little better.

Wanda looked into her niece's eyes and said, "Bea, I can't accept the surgery and myself for being incomplete. You don't know, he's a perfectionist and doesn't like women with flaws. I can't turn into a woman he's disgusted with..."

"Aunt Wanda, you’re refusing to do the operation because of Uncle?" Bianca was shocked and could not help asking.

'Aunt seems to have a lot on her mind. Is the 'he' she mentioned the uncle whom I've only met once?'

Bianca vaguely remembered meeting this uncle once in high school.

That year, he had come to pick up her grandfather to take him to Japan. He had left quite an impression on her.

After all, as a small town girl at the time, Bianca had never seen such a handsome, mature, and elegant man. She had thought he had stepped out of a painting.

At that time, her uncle had treated her aunt very gently. Perhaps he loved everyone related to her aunt because he loved her, so he was also very gentle to Bianca. He had dotingly called her ‘little girl’ and left her a sum of money when he left.

Bianca had a good impression of her uncle but did not expect such a huge change to happen afterward...

Wanda forcibly pulled herself together, held Bianca's hand, and said bitterly, "Bea, if I had a daughter, she would be as old as you now. Obedient, gentle, virtuous, beautiful... He wants a daughter the most. I don't think we would have gotten to where we are today if we had a child..."