NovelAppChapter 613 Chapter 613 Chapter 613 That man named Miguel continued to cough. He looked like he was in pain.
Worry flashed through Mrs. Ford's eyes as she hugged him from behind. "Your pain is ending soon. You'll have a healthy body" Miguel Ford chuckled, his face devoid of color. He reached up to ruffle Mrs. Ford's hair with a tender and affectionate look. "My life and death have been determined, Daisy. I have no more regrets having journeyed all these years together with you. Don't be too stubborn." It seemed like Miguel had also noticed that Mrs. Ford's obsession was too strong, Mrs. Ford bent down in front of him. At that moment, she seemed like a little girl who had found a resting place for herself. "You were the one who namedand gavemy life. How could I go on living without you?" "You're first and foremost yourself before you becDaisy." Miguel looked at Mrs. Ford before he started coughing even more. He looked as if he might fall apart if the wind blew any harsher on him.
I hid behind the pillar, watching them. The medical staff hurriedly pushed Miguel away only when he started coughing blood.
"Mr. Ford's cancer has spread throughout his body, madam. There's not much tleft. It'll only cause him more pain to continue the treatment," the doctor said softly as he walked over to Mrs. Ford.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe continued, "Mr. Ford has been holding onto you all these years. The specialized medication and surgery aren't going to be effective on him now." It was generally beyond hope of recovering once the cancer started to spread.
Mrs. Ford stood silently for the longest time. "I know he has been suffering for all these years. Perhaps it's tnow," she muttered, as if making a decision.
"Take good care of him. Tell him I've gone back for now, and I'll cvisit again in a few days' time," Mrs. Ford said solemnly before turning to leave.
She then got into her car and asked for the chauffeur to bring her home. I waited nearby until they left for good before walking into the hospital ward.
Miguel's complexion looked much better in the ward. He was looking out the window in his wheelchair. None of the medical staff were there. I heard from their conversations that he seemed to enjoy his peace without having someone watching him.
"Has she left?" Miguel asked with his back facing me. He probably mistookfor a medical staff. "She has left," I replied.
He stiffened when he heard an unfamiliar voice before turning back to look at me. "You look familiar, young lady." Miguel said that I looked familiar. He watchedfor a while before smiling and saying, "You look like an old acquaintance of mine." "Are you Daisy's husband?" I recalled hearing Mrs. Ford's nbeing Daisy Lane to the public.
"I am. And you are?" Miguel looked atcuriously.
"Do you know that you have a son named Michael together with Daisy?" I asked, wondering if he knew about Michael's existence.
Miguel chuckled as he shook his head. "Daisy couldn't conceive because of her health condition, so we adopted a child instead. His nis indeed Michael." I frowned. It seemed like Miguel wasn't aware of the truth.
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Michael didn't know that he was adopted. Mrs. Ford had also told the public that Michael washer biological son, No one would have suspected Michael and Miguel's biological relationship as they were too much alike. Miguel started coughing uncontrollably again. Blood covered his handkerchief. I frowned at him as a terrifying thought cto me.
Was the reason why Mrs. Ford was so eager to prove the feasibility of the Reincarnation/Project because she wanted to perform a switcheroo? She cloned her husband's youthful body in advance and was waiting for the perfect timing for him to " reincarnate" into Michael? Such a thought was too crazy.
Steven once said that the clone subjects were like incomplete shells who inherently had incomplete souls. That was why Michael was the slowest and most foolish when it cto emotions, and his amnesia and suicidal tendencies were also traceable. The awareness and desire for suicide would peak as the clone subjects aged.
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