Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone with The Money by Little Treasure

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Chapter 522

At the sound of his voice, Cynthia tumed to look at him.

“How is he?” she asked.

“He’s past the critical stage. The good news is that he won’t end up in a vegetative state.

However, the bad news is that his central nervous damage might result in various

symptoms, including but not limited to those mentioned by Yves,” Sean reported,

sounding more serious than before.

Cynthia felt as though her heart was being crushed. “When will he wake up?”

“In a day or two. Get the consent form signed in the meantime. Once he wakes up, I can

transfer him to my place. The facilities

are more advance and conducive to his treatment,” Sean replied.

there

“Okay,” Cynthia agreed,

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Seeing that she was still standing there, Sean lifted an eyebrow. “You should go. Any

further delay may affect his optimal recovery time.”

“I’d like to see him one more time. Cynthia expressed her wishes.

Sean allowed her to.

Cynthia entered the room. Joshua’s eyes were closed, his face pallid. He lacked his usual

cool aloofness and vitality, looking frighteningly tranquil, Cynthia’s heart ached. She stood

by his bedside, gazing at him for a while before finally leaving the

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After obtaining Joshua’s physical data from Sean, Cynthia booked her flight to Jiverton. The

situation’s current state was something she had never anticipated. The original plan was

simple: they divorce, and each leads a peaceful life. Had it not been for Yerick, had she not

suggested a collaboration, perhaps they would not be in their current predicament. The

more Cynthia thought about it, the more jumbled her heart felt. Her brain could not seem

to function normally.

Amidst her chaos of thoughts, she boarded the plane to fiverton. As she sat on the

airplane, gazing at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, the memories of her

past with Joshua surfaced in her mind. Their gentleness and patience at the beginning of

their marriage, their respect and understanding, then their later doubts and mistrust,

harsh confrontations, and now their desperate protection of each other. It all felt like it

happened just yesterday, scene after scene replaying in her mind. It was at this moment

that she finally understood the saying: everything other than life and death is trivial.

At three in the afternoon, the plane landed. After leaving the airport, Cynthia initially

planned to take a cab to the Neal family. However, she remembered the aged Old Man

Neal and the gentle Daphne. It would be too much for them to bear if she directly

informed them about this matter. With these thoughts in her mind, she took a taxi and left

the airport. Once in the car, she sent a message to Felix. She opted not to call, fearing

that Daphine would overhear.

[Cynthiar Uncle Neal, are you there?]

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[Felix: Yes]

[Cynthia: Are you available right now? There’s something I would like to discuss with you

alone.]

Felix paused as he held his phone, subconsciously glancing at his wife playing chess with

Old Man Neal. Despite his wife’s

nessy chess play, Old Man Neal did not show any annoyance. Instead, he patiently guided

her.

“What are you looking at? If you spent less time clinging to Daplane, she’d be better than

me by now. Go find something to do. “Old Man Neal scolded him without caring that he

was a father now.

“Yes, you’re right,” he said.

“If you really think I’m right, you should go out and make more money. All you do is read

the newspaper all day, never doing anything else!” Old Man Neal retorted, not hesitating

to give him a piece of lib

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