Chapter 2033 Hold On To Hope
However, Sheila stopped him. “Let’s not do that, Davin. You’re in a hurry to buy the manor in the Southern suburbs, and I’ve also got to visit the set to take a look at things. Then, we still have to figure out a way to deal with my father. We’ve got quite a lot on our plates. Nicole will ring us up if there’s an update about Wilbur.”
“Sheila is right. The two of you now have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders. Maya and I are fine visiting Wilbur with just the two of us. I’ll phone you if there’s anything.”
Davin thought for a while before he relented, “All right, then. In that case, we won’t be tagging along. Maya, I believe Wilbur will definitely recover.”
“Yeah. Thank you, Uncle Davin.” After freshening up, Nicole promptly left Imperial Garden with Maya. No sooner had Davin and Sheila left Imperial Garden than they received a call from Patrick, inquiring about the loan.
On the phone, he sounded impatient as he badgered them about when they could lend him the money. He claimed he was in urgent need of it.
Sheila made a few excuses before hanging up the phone. Then, she sighed, worry lining her face. “My father asked when we can lend him the money. He said he needed it posthaste.”
Davin contemplated for a moment and suggested, “How about this? Let’s go to the Muir residence first and see if there’s any way to keep him calm.”
“Yes. We definitely can’t allow him to leak your father’s affair. Otherwise, war will break out between your parents, and it will throw the entire household into chaos.”
After discussing the matter, Davin drove toward the Muir residence.
Meanwhile, Nicole and Maya met with the two specialists first. After meeting them and exchanging a few pleasantries, Maya explained Wilbur’s condition briefly. Having listened to her, the two specialists said they would only draw a conclusion after diagnosing the patient for such symptoms.
That aside, they also admitted they hadn’t much confidence since even Nicole couldn’t discern the root of the problem. Nonetheless, they would do their best.
“Thank you!”
“You’re welcome. Let’s go and take a look at the patient now. It’ll help us understand the situation better.”
“Sure.”
On the way to the Simpson residence, Nicole glimpsed Maya’s restlessness, so she grasped her hand and reassured, “Don’t worry. I believe God will bless the righteous, so Wilbur will definitely recover.”
Forcing a smile, Maya nodded. She, too, hoped he would recover, wishing that he would be her Prince Charming and white knight as he was in the past.
However, she also understood the doctors’ words earlier.
It doesn’t matter even if he’s destined to remain in his present condition, unable to recover forever. I’ve already decided to use my savings to buy a small mansion in a quiet area and move there with him. I’ll take care of him personally and use the income from the food plaza to support our lives in the future. If he’s an idiot forever, I’ll take care of him forever! I’ll live a simple life with him, and I believe that we’ll be happy.
During the drive, scenes of her taking care of Wilbur flashed across her mind. Under the warm sunlight, he was like a child, asking her all sorts of childish questions curiously with wide eyes. Meanwhile, she would be like a sister to him, patiently answering his queries and telling him stories.
Their world would be simple yet warm and blissful.
As she imagined such a scene, the corners of her mouth lifted, and a soft light entered her eyes.
Seeing her expression then, Nicole squeezed her hand. “It’s good to have hope. As long as we don’t give up, we’ll surely see a rainbow after the rain.”
Maya snapped back to her senses and lifted her head to look at Nicole with a faint smile on her face.
I’ll hold on to hope. Besides, I’ve also braced myself for the worst scenario. Anyway, I’ll accept everything calmly.
Shortly after, they arrived at the Simpson residence.
As soon as Nicole, Maya, and the two specialists stepped foot into the house, Mabel and Rodney instantly greeted them enthusiastically.
“You’re finally here! Do come in,” Rodney gushed. Then, he ordered the butler, “Serve some quality tea!”
“Understood, Mr. Simpson.”
