Chapter 465

“Okay, mom won't cry.” Regina said, clutching the things in her hand and exiting the hospital room, her stance looked like she was going to Quinn's house. There were people in the hospital room, along with Caleb and Corin. They weren't as gullible as Regina, especially Corin, who sat fixedly on the single couch, looking at Alston, and “You were dying for a divorce, chasing Cecilia to Paris, and now you're trying to get over it?” Alston's eyes were closed, his face, with a touch of weakness. “Cecilia said herself that she would never donate bone marrow to me, and I didn't want to beg her.” Alston felt that he had no shame in begging her. Three years ago, in a moment of anger, he'd nearly killed their daughter, driven into her, called Gladys Gladys, he'd done too many things. Cecilia's silhouette was becoming clearer in his mind. Alston began to “miss” Marian. “Dad, I miss Marian, I'm sure I'll get better sooner if you have her come to the hospital and take care of me and watch her.” Cor