Chapter 82

“Your father's condition, it's very critical, young mistress. If he were to continue like this then I'm afraid…he only has a few months left to live.” Bellatrix's breath hitched and her eyes grew wide. “A…a few months?” Her voice trembled despite how much she tried to keep it leveled. Horan sullenly nodded. “The plaque buildup in his arteries have grown drastically. Paired with the fact that there's no sign of adequate medication in his bloodstream, a series of stressful events and a stroke he seemingly suffered, your father's condition has deteriorated fatally since the last time I did a check up on him.” Bellatrix wasn't a medical person. In fact, she'd failed her biology exam countless times. But she didn't need to be a smartie pants to understand her father's condition. Glancing back at her father who's still asleep on his bed, her heart twisted painfully and tears blurred her vision. But she didn't allow them to fall. She blinked them back and turned her attention back to doctor H