Chapter 90

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Chapter 90 Old Mister Hough rubbed his reddened eyes as he got back to his feet. Naomi could not

bear to see the old man‘s sorrowful face and immediately replied, “I‘ll do my best no matter what it is!”

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“Really?”

Old Mister Hough held back the urge to grin widely and continued his pitiful act as he gazed at Naomi

with watery eyes. “I swear I will!” Naomi exclaimed as she raised her hand to try to console the old man.

“That‘s perfect!” Old Mister Hough immediately straightened up. His face went from a blubbering mess to

a cheeky smirk in an instant. “You...”

Naomi suddenly had a bad feeling. Did she fall for the old man’s tricks?

Old Mister Hough‘s expression turned serious as he placed an old, rusty key in Naomi‘s hand.

“Naomi, this is for you. This is the key to the greenhouse. You‘re the owner now. Your mother also left

behind a bunch of medical manuscripts, which I‘m sure will be of help to you.” Naomi squeezed her hand

tightly around the key. It was as if she could feel her mother‘s presence through it.

“As for that favor I needed...”

Naomi stared intently at Old Mister Hough as he hesitated.

“I want you to treat Jack‘s sickness in secret.”

Treat Mister Daddy‘s sickness? In secret? Hold on, what was wrong with Mister Daddy? “It‘s a long

story,” sighed Old Mister Hough as he began his long tale. “Jack had a bright future ahead of him. His

dream was to join the army and protect his country, but he was kidnapped when he was 17 years old and

lost his eyesight.” “I know about that, but I thought Jack had already recovered from that incident.” “Not

completely. We spent a fortune, but he‘s still suffering from long–term effects. His eyesight is the reason

why he couldn‘t join the army. Since then, Jack‘s personality has completely changed! After that, he

refused further treatment, and he spends practically every night in complete blindness. It‘s something

that he simply cannot get over.” Old Mister Hough sighed dejectedly, but there was also a hint of guilt

within that sigh. It was true that Jack suffered some long–term effects, but he had made up a majority of

the story.

However, Naomi did not notice any of that. Instead, she could only recall what happened back

at the haunted house.

“So, that‘s how it is. No wonder Jack reacted that way in the haunted house!” “It‘s not a sickness of the

eyes but of the mind. I thought that there was no way that I could save him, but the heavens brought you

to me. Perhaps this is fate. You‘re the only one who can get closer to him and treat him in secret!” Old

Mister Hough held Naomi‘s hands in his and gazed at her with eyes filled with hope. “Naomi, can you

help this old man like your mother did?” The mention of her mother brought about a new sense of

determination in Naomi‘s heart, and she promised the old man without hesitation. “I‘ll do my best just like

Mom did!” Old Mister Hough could not help but beam from ear to ear. Naomi‘s jaw dropped in shock, but

it was too late for her to go back on her word. She was no match for the old man‘s cunningness after all!

Old Mister Hough was overjoyed, but Naomi was stuck in a rut. “Treating an illness isn‘t the issue, but

how am I supposed to do it in secret?”

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Naomi was back in the bedroom and on the phone with Susan. “How am I supposed to convince Jack to

let me check his pulse without him suspecting anything? I won‘t even be able to touch his hand in the

first place!” “Maybe you won‘t need to convince him at all...” Susan‘s mischievous tone of voice came

through from the other side of the phone. “Let‘s hear it! What do you have in mind?” Naomi exclaimed as

she sat up in excitement. “Here‘s what you do...” |