Chapter 397 We All Know 11

• I could almost guess the rest. She looked at me and smiled, “As you can probably imagine, my mother was too old and damaged to provide bone marrow for my brother. Not to mention my father, who, over the years, has long ceased to think of us as his own.”
• “And you’re pregnant?” I could almost guess. They wouldn’t have had the nerve to ask Sheila Torres if they didn’t have to.
• She nodded, “Well, I had a career bottleneck. I’m too old to have a baby, let alone a bone marrow extraction. So, my mother went to Sheila Torres’s foster parents. But no one could have imagined that my mother would go to extremes. She begged Sheila Torres’s foster parents for a long time, but they wouldn’t let her have the surgery. After all, they raised her by themselves, how could they bear to hurt her? Then my mother got stuck in front of their office, threatening them with death. But because of my mother, Sheila Torres’s father, trying to steer away from her, hit a car going the wrong way and died instantly.”