Chapter 937



“I just want to go home.

Daddy, I want to go home and see Mommy.

You don’t have to let her stay here because of me.”

Lacey’s smile instantly vanished.

Jake looked at Elma, his expression disapproving.

“Absolutely not,” he said firmly.

“You have to stay here until you’re fully recovered.”

Elma’s defiance only grew, and she shook her head stubbornly.

Jake sighed and gently pinched her cheek, trying to soften the moment.

“Then tell me.

Has your mom really taken proper care of your health all these years?”

Elma’s eyes flashed with anger.

“Of course she has!” she shot back, her voice rising.

“My mom would never neglect me.

She’s done everything she could!”

Jake’s brow furrowed.

“Then why haven’t you gotten better if she’s tried so hard? Doesn’t that show she hasn’t done enough for you?”

Elma’s face flushed with indignation.

She pulled herself away from Jake, shoving him hard.

“You’re not my mom! You don’t know how much she’s struggled and sacrificed.

You have no right to say that about her.”

Tears of frustration welled in her eyes, and she glared at him.

“I want that woman to leave, and I want to go home.

If you won’t let me, then I’ll refuse to eat or take anything.”

With these final words, Elma spun around and stormed off, her small frame bristling with fury.

Jake watched Elma go, momentarily distracted by her stubbornness and the strength of her fierce spirit, which reminded him of Kallie.

Lacey stood beside Jake, a hint of panic creeping into her voice.

“Mr. Reeves, you really must keep Elma here.

Just look at her.

She’s so pale and fragile.

If Kallie takes her back and continues to neglect her health, who knows what could happen? We might not be able to save her if something goes wrong by then.”

Lacey took a breath, her voice becoming more confident.

“As a doctor, I suggest trying alternative treatments like acupuncture and herbal remedies.

Modern medicine hasn’t worked so far, but I know some excellent specialists who could make a difference.

It’s her life that’s on the line, Mr. Reeves.

The decision is yours.”

Jake’s expression darkened, his brows knitting together.

He didn’t answer immediately but turned to Leo.

“Leo, what’s your take on this?”

Leo considered for a moment and reluctantly agreed with Lacey.

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