Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 1276

Chapter 1276

Long and narrow needles were slowly injected into Frank's arms, yet there were no signs of him waking up.

Charmine frowned, her expression turning urgent.

Nial looked at the unconscious Frank as he blurted, "His illness needs to get treated as soon as possible. It's now worsening, and it'll only wreck his life if nothing is done to him."

Charmine and Anthony exchanged glances. They knew what to do, but knowing Frank, he would not agree to it...

What else was there to do? Watch him in his final moments?

Anthony frowned. "Why don’t we send him to the hospital, now that he's ill?

Why not find a way to treat him and make the next move?"

Nial nodded at the suggestion, agreeing that it was a good idea, but...

"No need..."

Frank seemed to have overheard their conversation. He opened his eyes and said listlessly, "Don't worry. Just leave me be, everyone." "Frank..." Charmine frowned and comforted him worriedly, "You need an operation."

Frank shook his head weakly. "I've made up my mind. Nobody can talk me out of it..." His voice was weak but determined.

Nial, being a doctor, urged, "It’s not too late if you get treated now, Frank. Don't be so pessimistic. We have advanced technology in our arsenal, and you'll fully recover."

With a heavy head, Frank closed his eyes and calmly remarked, "So what if I'm fully recovered..."

His beloved had long left him, and he lost all motivation to live on. Every waking day felt like it suffocated him.

Whenever he thought of how useless living was, he felt so hollow as though a sword penetrated through his heart.

She must have missed him. She must have.

Charmine made a sound and looked at the night sky.

Was there any? Frank had no reason to live... What would make him stay?

An idea occurred to him as she looked at Anthony and said, "I have something, but I'll need your cooperation, though!" i "Hmm?" Anthony looked at her.

Charmine went to his side and whispered her idea.

Anthony's eyes turned heavier. After a long while, he nodded. "We may try, but be careful." "Okay."

Since Frank needed more rest, Charmine practiced on her own. In less than half an hour, she saw Guy heading out with a knife.

Charmine hesitated for a moment. She put down her brush and walked over to ask, "Mr. Granger, where are you going?"

"Faye said there’s no more wood," said Guy. "I'm going to chop up some."