Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 242

Watching her son's greedy, food-guarding behavior, Karen Hayes shot him a disdainful look and ignored him.

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During the day, while visiting her father at the hospital, Melissa had been secretly observing Emma for a few days.

After confirming that she was indeed a patient in room 1523, on the same floor as her father, Melissa was finally certain that Emma was sick. She didn't know what the illness was, but it had to be serious.

And from what she could tell, Evan had no idea.

Emma had a terminal illness, and Evan was completely in the dark.

This discovery made Melissa both curious and confused. She couldn't understand why Emma would deliberately hide her condition. What would Evan do if he found out? What would happen?

Melissa couldn't figure it out, so she suppressed her questions and decided to follow her father's advice: for now, she would keep this secret and not tell Evan.

Thomas's illness wasn't going to get better anytime soon. When he was first diagnosed, the doctor had given him six months to live at most. But after meeting Evan, a fortune had been poured into his care, with money essentially keeping him alive.

Not only had Thomas survived past the six-month mark, but it had now been almost a year. While his health hadn't improved, it hadn't worsened either.

Because of this, both Thomas and Melissa had grown even more dependent on Evan. When it came to matters concerning Evan, Thomas was just as invested as Melissa, hoping his daughter could hold on tight to this lifeline and never let go.

But there were so many young, beautiful women in the world. How could he ensure Evan's devotion remained solely on his daughter? Or, to put it another way, how could he bind Evan and his daughter together for good?

An idea sparked in Thomas's mind.

At noon, while Tessa was out buying lunch, he saw that they were alone and grabbed his daughter's hand. "Melissa, how have things been with you and Mr. Cooper recently? Are you okay?"

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