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You're The Best Medicine For Me novel Chapter 97

Seeing that Madame Moore was relaxed, she put the perfume on the table, held Madame Moore’s hand and said sincerely, “Madame Moore, that’s not important for me, but you don’t have to be angry. All the people who want to make you mad don’t deserve your anger. That’s nothing more important than your health. Don’t lose your temper, it’s not worth it.”

Hearing that, Madame Moore’s eyes filled with tears, she held Shirley Thomas’ hand and lightly patted the back of her hand a few times, “Ah, I can’t leave Bryan alone, otherwise I would have already died with his grandpa earlier. Paisley, now that you are here, I am somewhat comforted, please be more tolerant with Bryan when he’s in a bad mood. Bryan sometimes doesn’t have a good temper, but he’s not a bad person.”

Shirley’s words touched those things in Madame Moore’s bottom of heart.

Every word she said was hidden in the bottom of her heart. Usually, Madame Moore was strong, but nobody knew that if she were not strong, Bryan Moore wouldn’t survive in the Moore Family.

She didn’t even know why she was so eager to protect that grandson.

When she first met that grandson, Madame Moore had compassion for him, because he was so…pitiful.

However, Shirley was a little flustered when she faced Madame Moore’s words.

She came there to comfort Madame Moore, but instead she made her misunderstand.

“Madame Moore, I…”

“Dr. Thomas, when Madame Moore sees you, she feels much happier.” Jasmine Gomez quickly interrupted her when she was about to clarify her relationship with Bryan.

Shirley looked up at her, and Jasmine shook the head at her secretly.

Seeing that, Shirley had to swallow back what she was going to say.

Now there was nothing more important than making that old woman happy.

Madame Moore chuckled several times, “Paisley, don’t sit down. Just go directly to the dining room to eat something. Today, Jasmine is going to cook.”

Seeing that Madame Moore didn’t grab her to talk more about Bryan, Shirley secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She couldn’t promise Madame Moore anything, after all, she had to revenge herself.

“Okay.”

“Jasmine, take her there.”

Jasmine nodded and followed Shirley.

After the two walked out of the hall, Jasmine called her, “Dr. Thomas.”

Shirley slowed her steps and turned to look at Jasmine, “Jasmine, do you have anything to say?”

She deliberately slowed her pace and walked with Jasmine.

Jasmine lowered her head and said, “If Madame Moore talks about Mr. Moore in front of you, please go easy on her.”

Shirley looked at her, Jasmine’s eyes were reddish and sadness was shown on her face.

She was very worried and felt that something was going to happen to Madame Moore. The Moores’ Manor made her feel depressed for a while, “Madame Moore…has something happened to her?”

“The health examination report just came out. Madame Moore’s health is getting worse and worse every day. Even the most expensive medicine could not control her blood sugar. Now she’s getting injections every day. Recently, she has been worried about some things, but actually, what she is most worried about is Mr. Moore. She is always worried about Mr. Moore.” When Jasmine said that, her voice choked with sobs and her hands were tightened slightly.

When she raised her head, a drop of tears flowed from her eyes, “Dr. Thomas, Madame Moore hopes to see Mr. Moore getting married and having a child during her remaining years, but I don’t know if her health would hold up to that time. She never told Mr. Moore and she doesn’t want me to tell anyone, but I…really can’t see Madame Moore in that depressed state.”

Seeing Jasmine’s tears, she was touched and uncomfortable.

How could that happen?

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