Hope Williams looked at Jade Bell, unaffected by her words.
She pursed her lips slightly and then firmly denied, "Grandma, there's no need for me to see her."
Jade Bell felt somewhat disappointed, "Little Hope, she really won't harm you anymore because the two shots Waylon Lewis fired have accelerated her illness. The doctor said she only has a month or two left..."
At this point, tears couldn't stop falling.
"She doesn't have the strength to harm you anymore. After all, you are sisters, you might not see her again..."
Jade Bell's tone was pleading as she negotiated.
She knew Hope Williams didn't want to see Luna Williams, but she still wanted to cling to a sliver of hope and try.
The current state of Luna Williams, tormented by illness, was truly heart-wrenching. As a grandmother, she wanted to fulfill all her demands in her last days.
Of course, except for anything unreasonable or harmful.
