Chapter 594

Chapter 594

"Grandpa!"

Jonathan's shout of alarm along with the old Mr. Bennett that sound of

spitting blood, instantly made almost everyone nervous.

Everyone rushed towards the inside of the ward.

Raiden's face also changed and he stared at Sylvia with confusion.

"What's going on? Why did my dad vomit so much blood?"

Sylvia glanced at him lightly, "He vomited the clot.”

"What do you mean? This is clot?" Alondra clenched her fists and

stared at Sylvia incredulously.

Sabrina doubted it while mumbling, "How could he wake up so quickly?

The clot was removed? And he woke up? If he received the surgery, it

would take him at least a day to regain consciousness. Also, he needed

to be sent into ICU for observation. How could he recover so quickly?

No way!"

Sylvia's eyes glinted and her cold voice said, "Nothing is impossible.

You thought it was impossible because you couldn't make it, but that

doesn't mean others cannot make it."

Sabrina bit her lower lip, Sylvia gave a slap in her face?

She was the daughter of Secretary of State in Aettosa, Sylvia, who did

she think she was!

How could Sylvia talk to her like that?

Sylvia ignored Sabrina, grabbed a tissue and wiped the blood from the

old Mr. Bennett's lips, then glanced at the sheets on the hospital bed

that were stained red with his blood.

She said to Samuel, "What are you waiting for? Call the nurse."

Samuel then woke up like a dream and rushed to call the nurse to

come over to change the sheets and covers.

The old Mr. Bennett exhaled a long breath, Jonathan beside him

immediately poured a glass of warm water, "Grandpa, gargle.”

Jonathan guessed his grandfather's mouth was filled with the smell of

blood.

The old Mr. Bennett nodded weakly and rinsed his mouth with a glass

of water.

Then he lay down again.

The nurse quickly rushed over and started to change the sheets and

covers in a short time.

Almost everyone stared incredulously at the old Mr. Bennett.

Raiden walked quickly to the hospital bed and bent slightly, "Dad, do

you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

The old Mr. Bennett opened his misty eyes, as if he had not heard

Raiden's voice, his eyes looked towards Sylvia, and in his blurred

vision he saw a familiar face, and he could not help but whisper,

“Monica... is that you?"

Everyone froze after hearing his words.

"Who is the old Mr. Bennett calling, and who is Monica?"

"Don't you know? It's said that when the old Mr. Bennett was young, he

taught a genius girl at Larro School who impressed him greatly. Later

on, he returned to Urgford and asked her to come along with him, but

she didn't."

"Really? How much of a genius must she be for the old Mr. Bennett to

take notice like that?"

All of the Bennett family froze after hearing the old Mr. Bennett's voice,

with mixed feelings.

Then they heard his murmurs again.

"So many years have passed... where did you go?"

“You heartless girl..."

"Alas - so many years have passed, I'm so old now ..."

The old Mr. Bennett's eyes were red; then he reached out towards

Sylvia, "Why are you still so cruel? You won't even come over when

seeing me."

Sylvia hesitated for a moment and walked towards the old Mr. Bennett.

She looked down at this elderly man before her, extended her hand,

and took his cool hand, "My mother's name is Monica Evans, is that ...

her you're talking about?"

"Mother ..." the old Mr. Bennett was stunned and suddenly his eyes

widened as he stared seriously and carefully at Sylvia's face. "Monica

Evans is your mother? You are not Monica? Then you are ..."

"I am her daughter." Sylvia sat beside him on the bed warming up his

cold hands with hers, “Are you really my mother's teacher as they

say?"

"What about Monica? Is she doing well now?" the old Mr. Bennett sized

up Sylvia, “Your eyebrows and eyes look very similar while your nose

looks alike too but your mouth seems different from your mother's. It is

like your father's, right?"

Sylvia looked at the old Mr. Bennett in silence for a while, and could not

tell what she felt inside.

It was complicated and hard, but she still didn't want to lie to the old

man who was in his twilight years but still remembered her mother.

She opened her mouth and finally spoke, "My mother passed away

many years ago."

"What ... No, Monica is so good, how could she pass away? She is still

so young! Alondra and Paula are alive and well, how can she pass

away?"

The old Mr. Bennett looked extremely agitated and he started coughing

violently again.

There was blood spilling out along the corners of his lips.