Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134

Madeline widened her eyes in shock. “Why did you say that?”

Felipe looked at her, dispirited. Then, he parted his lips slightly before stopping himself from saying what he wanted to say.

“Nothing. I just think it’s a great pity.”

Pity?

Madeline felt that something was amiss, but she did not ask any more questions.

Some words would be said when the time was right. He might find her annoying if she kept asking.

In the end, she opened the door and invited Felipe in.

“I heard about Brittany. I believe that it has nothing to do with you. You’re not someone who’s cruel and cold-blooded.”

Madeline was touched that Felipe was always so trusting of her. He took a sip of his warm tea and looked at Madeline’s pale face.

“I’ll keep your resignation letter. You can go back to work anytime you want.”

“Thank you for your trust and kindness, Mr. Whitman. However, I think I don’t have the chance to go back anymore.” Madeline smiled bitterly.

“You can come back anytime as long as you want to.” Felipe’s answer was gentle, just like the handsome smile on his face.

Even though he looked cold and elegant, when he opened his mouth, his voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.

Madeline could feel his kindness. However, Felipe would never know that it was not her who was refusing to go back to work, but in fact, it was because she did not have much time left.

She did not have a choice but to let go of her career in jewelry design and the people who she loved most.

Felipe did not stay long. He left after a short while.

Madeline lay in bed and could not sleep. She grabbed a new diary and picked up the pen again.

“Vomiting blood?” Daniel’s scalp felt numb when he heard that. When he saw Madeline staying silent, his heart felt as if it had fallen into a bottomless abyss. “Maddie, you…”

Madeline smiled lightly. “Dan, don’t worry about me. This is just a common symptom of my illness. I still owe you so much money. I’ll make sure to live so that I’ll be able to repay my debt to you.”

She smiled as if nothing had happened. Then, she gave Adam a look.

Adam understood and cooperated with Madeline. He got Daniel out of the room with the excuse of doing more check-ups and stayed in the room alone with Madeline.

“Dr. Brown, just tell me the truth. How much time do I have?” Madeline asked bravely. She was ready to face death with equanimity.

Adam sighed in regret. He did not hide anything when he said, “If you’re lucky, two months.”

Madeline was slightly shocked. “If I’m not?”

“If you suffer any triggers or the tumor decides to worsen during this period, you’ll have one month max.”

Oh.