SWNOVELS Chapter 1395
"With what would she get pregnant?" Mrs. Perez laughed, dismissing Lydia entirely. "I asked the doctor last time. With her condition, it's hard for her to conceive, especially after a miscarriage. Even if she tried to lure Quincy, it wouldn't bring about a child." Suddenly, the door to the room was thrown open.
Quincy stood outside, his face filled with anger. He could no longer hold back. Every word he had just overheard pushed him to his breaking point. He never imagined his mother could be so ruthless, so selfish, so downright despicable. "Quincy, what are you doing back so suddenly?" Mrs. Perez was genuinely panicked. With only Mabel in the room earlier, she hadn't held back, saying exactly what was on her mind. She hadn't expected Quincy to come back like this. "If I hadn't come back, how would I have known about all the 'good deeds' my mother's been doing behind my back?" Quincy's voice trembled with frustration. "You're a woman too. How could your heart be so twisted?"
Not only had she caused Lydia to lose her child, but now she harbored such vicious thoughts against her. What had Lydia ever done to deserve this?
No wonder Lydia had drawn such a firm line between them. A man like him should probably just rot away alone, rather than ruin the life of someone he loved.
"I was just saying... I didn't actually do anything..." Mrs. Perez stammered.
"Enough," Quincy interrupted. "I'll be scheduling a vasectomy. That child is gone, and there will be no more after him." His words were measured and firm. He was dead serious. He would make the appointment today and follow through. Hearing this, Mrs. Perez felt as if she had been hit by a ton of bricks. All her efforts to find the perfect mother for her future grandchild had suddenly become meaningless.
If Quincy actually went through with a vasectomy, would she be denied the chance to see a grandchild in her lifetime?
"Leaving behind no family is the worst thing a son can do! If you go through with this, I'll stop my treatment right now!"
"You never even started treatment. All this time, you've been deceiving me. You're not even sick and didn't need any treatment at all." Today, Quincy finally saw through her entirely. Every word he said was a fact, and Mrs. Perez went silent, unable to respond.
"But let me tell you this. You are truly sick, sicker than you even realize. After delaying this long, even if you undergo surgery, you won't be able to make a full recovery." He picked up his bag from the hospital room, found the medical report inside, and placed it in front of her once more.
"Take a good look. Do what you want. Whether you choose to treat it or not doesn't matter to me. At this point, even with treatment, the outlook isn't good." With that, he turned and left.
Mrs. Perez picked up the report, her mind blank the shock was overwhelming, and soon her chest began to ache, the pain growing sharper by the moment. She hadn't taken her condition seriously before, but now it was different.
Panicked, she called out to Mabel, "Get a doctor, quickly! I need a full-body checkup. And call your uncle. Something's wrong with me!"
Mabel didn't understand the situation, nor did she dare to ask. She rushed out to find a doctor.
Since Mrs. Perez's usual doctor wasn't available, Mabel found another doctor. After a long examination, the doctor finally reviewed her test results, frowning deeply.
He pulled up Mrs. Perez's records on
his computer, studying them closely. "This doesn't make sense. You've been receiving top-tier treatments. How could things have deteriorated so quickly?"