Chapter 779: Chapter 779



Dolores lowered her head and glared at him.

At the same time, she smiled slightly.

When they left the inner room, the group of people who had gone to see the children returned.

“Congratulations, congratulations on the birth of your baby,” Boyce Shawn and Armand Bernie spoke in unison, who looked at each other as they finished speaking and then looked away in disgust.

Armand had almost recovered from the wound and had removed the bandage from his head, but he no longer had his attractive hairstyle.

However, that didn’t affect his handsome appearance.

Jasmine Burke and Theresa Gordon walked over to Dolores. Theresa took it from Matthew, “We’ll help you.”

Matthew said, “You guys be careful.”

“Tsk-tsk.” She thought, “Showing off, but he managed to do it. How can he not be happy when he has a son?

It was right to ask him to be careful.

Dolores looked at Jasmine and Theresa, it seemed to her that Theresa did not look good while Jasmine looked white and seemed to have put on weight compared to before.

She took Theresa’s hands and sat down on the couch. Since she had a stomach wound, she leaned further back.

“Are you worried?” asked Dolores.

Theresa looked down, “Nothing.”

Actually, she had been living a depressing and unhappy life these past few days.

After Armand recovered, Elizabeth started asking them to go to the hospital and she had also been tested.

The results were that all of her eggs were of poor quality and she had to take injections and medication to condition them. She had to be injected six times a day and now had a dozen needle holes in her waist and hands after only three days.

Afterwards it could be even more painful and she was doing her best to get through it physically and mentally.

“Why, did you have a fight with Armand?” Jasmine gave her a look.

Before Theresa could say anything, Armand interjected, “Are you cursing us? You and Boyce are the ones who argued.”

She rebutted him, “It’s good that you didn’t. Why are you blowing up, did I step on your toes?”

“You don’t learn anything good while staying with Boyce, but your ability to criticize others has increased a lot.”

“I think you’re the one who always bullies him when you’re together, aren’t you?”

“You brat…”

“What did you call her?” Boyce was close to Armand and stabbed him with his elbow. Although there were wounds on his body that hadn’t fully healed, he didn’t feel much pain. He deliberately pretended to be in pain, “Boyce, do you want me to go to the hospital again?”

Boyce looked at him, “No need to bluff, aren’t you recovered?” “Who said I’m recovered? I don’t care, you have to make it up to me.”

“How?” Boyce merely watched him pretend.

Without hesitation, he said, “Give me a big red envelope!”

“Impossible!” Boyce put his arm around her and whispered in her ear, “I’ll give it to you when you have a child.”

He even made a gesture with his hands, showing that the envelope would be as big as a sack.

Armand was speechless.

This displeased him.

Because of the child, Elizabeth had jumped the gun and made Theresa suffer.

She was in a dilemma.

Dolores said, “I’m tired, help me into the room, Theresa.”

“Yes,” Theresa said.

She could tell something was wrong with Theresa.

Theresa helped her into the room.

Dolores explained, “Close the door.”

She closed it and helped her sit on the bed. Dolores asked her to sit down too, “I know you have something on your mind, can’t you talk to me too?”.

She sighed, “No, it’s unspeakable…”. Dolores frowned.

“I am conditioning my body as I have been tested that the quality of my eggs is not good and I have to take medication and injections for a month before the check-up. I’m stressed and I’m about to give up before I even start…”

She turned her head to give a glance at the window, as she was also feeling ambivalent and confused.

Since she had remarried Armand, she was always worried and uneasy.

Dolores grabbed her hands and didn’t know how to comfort her.

“Is it to find someone?” she was definitely unable to give birth if she didn’t have a uterus.

Theresa nodded, “I’ve found someone.”

Dolores felt incredulous, “So fast?”

Theresa nodded helplessly, “Mrs. Bernie is rushing us.” She looked up at Dolores, “You know, she pulled a recipe from somewhere and said it’s useful for nourishing the body. Now she cooks it every day for me. I can hardly accept it, but what makes me hardly accept it are the ingredients…”

Seeing her pale look, he held out his hands to her. However, he didn’t say the words on the tip of his tongue.

Elizabeth wasn’t bad, but she was another story when it came to some old-fashioned ideas and their benefits.

If she convinced Theresa to give up, how was she going to be able to make a place for herself in the Bernie Family?

Her eyes were moist, “I shouldn’t have helped Armand and let you reconcile with him. He’s not bad, he had matured a lot after the incident last time, but he can’t disobey his grandmother when he confronts her, who had raised him. I can understand that, but it’s too unfair to you. It’s inconsiderate of me…”

“It has nothing to do with you, don’t blame yourself.” She knew it was because she had a soft heart. If she herself became stone-hearted, no one could prepare him.

Dolores touched her yellowed cheeks and felt bad, “And then?”

Theresa said, “I hope it goes well.”

She nodded, maybe she would get through the difficulties if she made it through.

“Tell me if you need anything.” He wanted to do something for her, but found himself unable to do anything.

“You’re hurt this time too, so don’t worry about me and get well.” Theresa pretended to be relaxed.

Dolores was still uncomfortable with her and asked, “What kind of person have you encountered?”

She was afraid that something might go wrong because of the baby in the future, so she had to be careful in choosing the candidate.

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