Chapter 262: Chapter 262

###Chapter 261 How Short-Lived Is Juvenile Hemoptysis - Part 2

Mr. Hastings spoke and the worry is clearly reflecting in his tone and his face. Still holding the phone, I stood restlessly on the balcony and said faintly, "If he doesn't take care of himself, let him drink to death!"

"Ivelle," I can hear the frustration in their voice.

"Ivelle, are you still a human?" Mr. Hastings's cautious phone was snatched, and Jordan spoke to me with a strong and loud voice. Just listening to him I knew that he was very drunk.

"You don't know if I am a human? Jordan, I'd like to tell you that drinking in the middle of the night is not an excuse!. What, do you think you are still a kid? " I didn't know I was on a speaker at the other end.

Mr. Hastings was cautious gave a long whining to Jordan.

But it is estimated that it was pressed back by Jordan's eyes, and the person on the other end went still.

I am really not in the mood to continue talking about these useless things with him. I coldly said, "Jordan, if you have nothing more important to say, I will hang up first. I am so tired and I want to rest now." After saying that, I hung up the phone without waiting for him to speak.

And then I turned off the phone directly.

This night is full of events, it almost felt like a nightmare. And I was not able to sleep as well. It was already dawn when my phone rang. It was Kyle Branson. "Hello?" I said. My voice sounds a little hoarse and tired, and she could not help noticing it.

"Miss Ivelle, you didn't sleep well?"

"Please send me the address and I'll be right there," I said, ignoring his inquiry.

My head hurts so bad that I decided to sit by the bed for a long time before I regained the little strengths I gathered. As she listened to my voice, Kyle Branson paused and said, "You know what? I will pick you up later. You go back to sleep for a while and I'll come and bring you some breakfast later."

When I opened my mouth to refuse, she said immediately, "Remember not to lock the door later. I'll hang up now. See you later!"

Then she hung up the phone.

I was a little confused. I rummaged through my cell phone and got rid of the call made by Jordan last night. After that, I didn't have any information or any other phone calls.

When Kyle Branson came, I wasn't still able to sleep and I am having a terrible headache. I barely took a few mouthfuls of medicine, hoping to feel a little better.

She brought breakfast and saw that the dark circles under my eyes were so heavy that she couldn't help saying, "Why don't you just take a day off and rest here?"

I shook my head. "The banquet held by the Weld family on Monday has begun. Liam Weld arranged for me to try on a dress, and I have already broken my appointments with him several times already. I have figured out what's going on here, and I have to rush back."

She sank her eyes, a pair of beautiful deep eyes, inexplicable way, "I'm afraid it won't go well!"

With that, she looked at me and said, "Please have your breakfast first."

I nodded and my head was still buzzing uncomfortably.

When I came out of Victory Apartment, I felt a little uncomfortable. It was the kind of low pressure that made my heart feel bad. Coupled with pain in my head, I was so upset that I'm afraid I couldn't do it.

Seeing her driving towards the suburbs, I was stupefied and said, "What are we doing in the suburbs?"

She pursed her lips and said, "I am taking you to the person I know you want to see."

Someone, I want to see?

After a circle in my brain, I never thought that the person I am going to meet is in the suburbs.

I couldn't help looking at her and ask, "Who?"

She still didn't open her mouth and just drove for more than half an hour. She positioned his car in the parking lot of the cemetery.

I have been to this graveyard many times before. Grandma and Grandpa Astley have been buried here, so I am very familiar with it.

Seeing her getting out of the car, she bought a bunch of chrysanthemums at the gate of the graveyard and handed them to me, "Please take it."

Then she slowly dragged me into the graveyard.

My head was buzzing. I didn't understand why he brought me here and said, "Is it your friend or your family? Did we come here to pay our respect? Then where are we going later?"

She walked in front, in a low voice, "I will probably go to see Mr. Wesley later but they should also come here today."

"Then what are we doing here?" She took me around for a while before we stopped in front of a tombstone in the back row.

I was stupefied, cannot help but look at the tombstone, and I suddenly froze, my brain exploded, and the handful of chrysanthemum fell to the ground.

Staring blankly at the pale photo and incomprehensibly reading the epitaph on the tombstone.

I turn my eyes to Kyle Branson as I suppressed the pain and shock in my heart. With my shaking voice, I asked, "Is this a prank?" He curled his lips and said almost mercilessly, "Do you think this is a prank?"

I looked back at the photo on the tombstone. I know this person. She is the most familiar and the closest to my heart.

My eyes slowly fell on the burial time little by little. I saw clearly that it was on September 28, during my accident, but how could she...

I shook my head, still unwilling to accept this. I looked at Kyle Branson a little angry, "I don't understand why you want to treat me this way, but I think I haven't done anything wrong to you, don't you think you've gone too far?"

She raised her eyebrows and said, " Maisie died in after giving birth to her child. I also found out recently that she was taken to the capital on the night of your accident. She was surprised and put her at Parker Wesley's house in order to let you come out of the villa and then take you away. Because of this, Maisie later learned that she caused your miscarriage to be emotional, which led her to give birth to the baby only seven months later. After giving birth, she has been bleeding a lot."

I collapsed on the ground and looked at the picture on the tombstone. My eyes are hurting so much and I could also that my heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp dagger.

So, that is the reason why Jon has been avoiding me. He has been in Hempstead, just does not want to see me for so long, and I carelessly thought that Maisie just gave birth to her child.

All this is just because she is gone, but why Jon won't tell me?

Kyle Branson came to me and reached out to help me. I shook my head and couldn't even shed a tear.

The picture of Maisie and I separating from each other playing in my mind over and over. It was ridiculous. I remember when Aaron took me out for a walk and I saw Maisie and met Jon for the first time. But I never thought that that will be the last time I will see my friend. I thought that as long as I was in good health and went through a lot all by myself, I could still be with them once everything is settled.

But it never occurred to me that it was the last one.

"Ivelle." Behind him came the man's low voice of doubt.

I looked back. My eyes were too heavy and painful to open, and in the faint light, I could barely see the two people who came.

It is Parker Wesley and Jon.

And there are no kids.

How long has it been now?

"Why didn't you tell me?" It was the very first word that came from me when I opened my mouth. My throat is aching and I couldn't breathe.

Jon walked up to me, picked me up from the ground, and suppressed his hoarse voice. "She said," I hope you can take good care of yourself, and I'll tell you when you recover."