The Return of the War Legate

Chapter 259



Chapter 259

Just as Adrian said, there was no better way to prove his identity than the medallion.

There was no other unit or department in this warld that could produce such a medallion other than Wyvern Peak.

At this point, Isla suddenly bowed to Adrian.

“War Legate Draco, in honor of my late husband, please help me,” Isla said as she cried.

Adrian stretched out his hands and helped Isla to her feet. “Please sit. We can talk slowly.”

“I’m begging you,” Isla pleaded.

Adrian know that Isla had something to tell him so he did not stop her. He simply asked, “What’s happening, ma’am?” Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Isla inhaled a deep breath. “I have cancer and don’t have long left to live.”

Adrian was shocked upon hearing this.

Juno, who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, suddenly froze and felt no pain as the knife cut into her hand. She could vaguely hear the conversation in the living room.

“How long have you known?” Adrian asked calmly.

“A little over three months ago. I have late-stage lung cancer. According to the doctors, I have half a month left at most.”

“Sir, my daughter and I have been living pitiful lives since my husband passed. Please show us some sympathy,” Isla said as she cried.

Adrian propped Isla up. He soothed, “Come, sit. Tell me everything.”

Isla sat down and wiped away her tears.”I’m the only family that juno has. I don’t fear death but she’s only in high school. What will happen to her when I die?

“The world is such a tough place now and Juno is disabled. She won’t be able to take care of herself after I die.”

Isla covered her face with her hands and subbed uncontrollably.

Adrian calmed himself down

In the kitchen, Juno lay on the cutting board and wiped her tears that could not he stopped

The living room was quiet for a while.

After a short silence, Adrian said, “Here, let me make some arrangements and get you treated in the best hospital Southrive has to offer. Juno will stay here and I’ll get someone to care for her.”

“No!” Isla hastily shook her head. “I’m not going anywhere. I have to make arrangements for Juna. Otherwise, I won’t die in

peace.

“Moreover, I know my condition. Even if I were to receive treatment in the best hospital, it’ll only prolong my life for a few days.”

A diagnosis of late-stage lung cancer essentially meant doom.

Adrian said, “You shouldn’t say that. You’re still young so you can undergo a lung transplant. I can commission the best doctor in the world for you.

Isla shook her head. “The cancer has already metastasized. The doctor told me that my survival rate is less than one percent even if I get a lung transplant.

“I’m not thinking about myself now. I just want my daughter to be in a good place before I die.

“Sir, please help me. I’m begging you. Please help my daughter.”

Isla grabbed Adrian’s hand and pleaded as she cried.

Juno was already bawling in the kitchen.

Adrian could not bear the sorrow of Isla dying.

However, it was at this exact moment that a loud bang was heard.

The door of the house was kicked open by someone. A burly man with a thick mustache and beard and a woman with thick makeup strode into the house with more than ten men in suits behind them.

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