Chapter 299 Grasp the Happiness
Wendy staggered and fell back, and Harry stepped forward to help her and said, "Ms. Sivan, you'd better behave. If anything happens to the baby in your belly, all your efforts will be in vain."
Wendy pushed Harry away, covered her face in shame and anger, lowered her head, and left in a sorry state.
Although the ward's door closed, Lillian could hear the commotion outside of Daisy hitting Wendy.
She pressed her lips together and was a bit stunned.
Wendy's child really wasn't Jackson's.
Moreover, the Sivan and Frane Families had years of friendship, and Daisy had always been very kind to Wendy.
Between Lillian and Wendy, Daisy clearly preferred Wendy to be Jackson's wife.
Now that Daisy found out Wendy had deceived her, she was so agitated that she even hit her.
"Is Jeffrey's condition really that serious?" Lillian looked at Jackson, frowning.
She thought, 'Daisy clearly has pinned her hopes on Wendy, and now she is so out of control. Does she think there is no hope for Jeffrey's treatment?'
"Take care of yourself first," Jackson said calmly. He pulled Lillian to sit by the bedside, took the iodine from the bedside table, and lifted her hand.
He wiped the scratched skin with an iodine-soaked cotton swab, causing her a slight sting.
Lillian flinched and said softly, "Be gentle."
"Such a baby!" Jackson scoffed lightly, but his movements paused.
He even instinctively lowered his head and gently blew on the back of her hand, his thumb soothingly rubbing the side of her wrist bone.
Lillian stared at Jackson, watching his slow and gentle movements, his slightly furrowed brows, and his seemingly tender and compassionate eyes.
Her earlier anger seemed to dissipate much.
She thought she used to not be afraid of pain or be delicate.
Because she had been hurt too many times as a child.
When Bob beat her to the brink of death, she didn't shed a tear nor make a sound and beg for mercy.
Back then, no matter how much she was beaten, she wasn't afraid of pain.
However, after she came to the Frane Family, Jackson slowly restored her fragility.
At that time, Lillian was covered in wounds, and Jackson spent a lot of time just to remove the scars on her body.
Both internal and external treatments were used, and she even underwent scar removal surgery. The less severe scars basically disappeared.
The severe ones still left marks, but she didn't care.
Jackson, however, was uncomfortable seeing them. He said, "You're going to dance in the future, and you have to look beautiful on stage with so many eyes focused on you. How can you have scars?"
But Lillian knew his true intentions. He didn't want her to see those old scars and constantly recall the days of abuse and beatings in the Young Family like a nightmare.
Later, he really went to great lengths to find some ointments, claiming they could remove scars and nourish the skin.
He watched her apply them diligently for over two years until her skin was flawless, and then he stopped.
From that time on, Lillian became delicate again.
Probably because she knew the taste of pain and that someone cared and felt sorry for her, she became more afraid of pain.
But four years ago, Lillian was hurt by Jackson that night. While she was still lying in the hospital, he disappeared.
Lillian lost Jackson, who cared for her.
Now, seeing Jackson's worried and caring look, Lillian couldn't hold back her tears, and she didn't want to argue about anything.
She wanted to reach out and grasp the happiness within her reach. She had never felt so close to happiness.
Lillian turned her hand to hold Jackson's, gripping it a bit tightly.
Jackson paused slightly, raised his eyes, and raised an eyebrow, asking, "What's wrong?"
Looking into his eyes, Lillian asked him again, "Jackson, if Wendy's child isn't yours, then whose is it?"
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