Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1162 - Chapter 1162 Chapter 1134 Wendys Call for Help (Extra chapter

Chapter 1162: Chapter 1134: Wendy’s Call for Help (Extra chapter for every 300 monthly votes) Chapter 1162: Chapter 1134: Wendy’s Call for Help (Extra chapter for every 300 monthly votes) A positive attitude is the best medicine against sickness.

“Oh, is Jojo’s dad still being looked after by you?” Whenever cancer came up, Mario Yuno would think of Jojo.

“Yeah, I have to take care of him as soon as I get out of school tomorrow.”

Thinking of Jojo father, Kiara massaged her temples.

“What’s wrong, is the old man’s incurable disease very serious?” Mario Yuno had only heard Kiara mention it, and it had been several months since his daughter-in-law started treating Jojo father, 2000 bucks for twice a week.

Thanks to this rich countryman’s blessing, Kiara’s family had all of their daily expenses paid for by Jojo father, with plenty to spare.

“It’s not that he can’t be treated, it’s just that the old man is recovering too well… No wonder Jojo often grumbles, saying a good man doesn’t live long but a scourge lasts for a thousand years.”

When Jojo’s father had his surgery, the hospital was so bleak they even had Jojo prepare funeral materials, telling him that even with surgery, there wouldn’t be many days left.

Who would have thought that ever since Kiara started treating him, the old man’s health improved day by day. He was full of vigor and had a voracious appetite; just yesterday, he shouted spiritedly at Jojo, almost driving his blood pressure through the roof, and after all that, the old man munched on a big chicken leg and still complained of hunger.

“Pfft, a headache because he’s recovering well? That just shows how good my daughter-in-law’s skills are. And we’re not taking the 2000 a week for no reason. Later, have elder Brother promote it a bit; let’s take on more jobs like this one.”

Kiara sighed. Jenny Bailey’s time abroad on assignment was coming to an end, and she was considering whether to return home or not.

Originally, Jenny Bailey was able to go abroad because Kiara pulled some strings to help her avoid the drama between Jojo and his father, but Jenny Bailey was so commendable that the radio station wanted her to stay in E country as a correspondent and discussed a contract renewal with her.

“I started with some impure thoughts.”

Mario Yuno’s hand, following Kiara’s words, roamed impurely, and Kiara slapped it away.

“I wasn’t talking about that kind of impurity; I was thinking about stalling Jenny Bailey and Jojo a bit longer. The old man’s in late-stage spread, right? Those two young people should outlive him, but seeing how fervently that old man devoured his chicken leg, I bet he could live another five to eight years without a problem, maybe even become a miracle of life.”

Kiara rubbed her temples again, “After this, I need to adjust my strategy–can’t drag this out.”

Mario Yuno’s hand, midway through kneading dough, paused, “Wife, what are you planning to do? You’re not thinking about malpractice, are you? Look, we can’t do that; he’s paying us 8000 a month!”

Kiara pinched his ear without pain, “What kind of person do you think I am? Am I the kind who would play with a patient’s life unscrupulously?”

“…truth comes at a price, I choose silence.”

“Silence nothing! That’s exactly what you’re thinking! Sleep on the floor tonight!”

Kiara hit his head with a medical record and turned to enter the bedroom.

Mario Yuno touched Beautiful Lady’s head helplessly, wracking his brain for how to seduce Kiara later without getting bitten. She was vicious; if she was provoked, she would bite his face, leaving little teeth marks–so embarrassing for a Vice President.

“Camden, come over!”

“My shoulders are so sore, give them a rub.”

“Oh.” He took her at her word and seriously set about massaging.

After a while, she praised him, “Not bad service. Here, your sister will reward you. Want it?”

Huh…?!

How could happiness arrive so suddenly?!

Before turning off the lights, Kiara looked gloomily at the calendar on her nightstand, marked with a baby; she had calculated last month it was the most likely time to conceive. She couldn’t miss it. If she didn’t hurry up and get pregnant, her Mum had threatened to cut her off from crab!

And so, poor Camden was used, blissfully unaware.

My wife loves me too much, how do I handle such happiness!

|by Camden, thrilled to bits and under the illusion that his status at home was rising.

This time, I must bring Wendy back; if not, I’ll make Camden pay–no problem there!

|by Kiara, with her mind full of little buns.

Before going to sleep, Kiara touched her belly and drifted into an exhausted sleep. Perhaps because her thoughts were full of it by day, her dreams followed suit, as she dreamt of a chubby baby calling her mother. Kiara was about to reach out to hold her when she heard Wendy’s voice, tinged with urgency, saying, “Daddy, save me!”

Kiara wanted to find her daughter’s figure, but the baby vanished, leaving nothing but darkness. In the dark, her daughter’s cries for daddy were desperate and sincere.

“Wendy!”

Kiara woke up from the nightmare, sitting bolt upright, her heart racing, unable to distinguish dream from reality. She flung off the covers and got up, wanting to look for her daughter.

“Be careful!” Mario Yuno, who awoke at the slightest sound, quickly pulled Kiara back to prevent her from stepping into empty air and falling.

“Camden, the child… Save the child!” Still in the grips of fear and immersed in her dream, Kiara pleaded after being caught by him.

“What child? Wife, you’re having a nightmare?”

“A dream… yes, a dream.” Kiara finally came back to her senses.

She couldn’t decide if she was relieved that the cold, pitch-black dream was just that, or if she was saddened to just miss her daughter again.

“It’s okay, dreams are all fake, don’t be scared~ Husband will soothe you~ come~ draw circles on your ears, we’ll scare away the soul–cats may jump, dogs may bark, but Kiara won’t be startled.”

He consoled her in the old-fashioned way parents would call a child’s soul back, and Kiara finally settled down.

“Aren’t you an atheist? Why do you believe in this stuff?”

“Sometimes I have to coax my girl the same way. I’ll just treat you like my daughter–daughter, go to sleep!”

Mario Yuno held her close, and as Kiara closed her eyes, she mulled over the dream.

Why would her daughter ask her father for help in a dream?

Could it be that her daughter still couldn’t forgive her, and that’s why she wouldn’t even ask for help?

This thought tortured Kiara back and forth until much later when she finally had an epiphany; the dream was so meaningful, hinting at a tumultuous yet exceptionally heartwarming future.

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