Chapter 635 She Was d That Her Biological Daughter Was So Outstanding


    Wanda leaned back against the pillow with a look of desperation and grief on her face that seemed to


    have seen through everything.


    Looking at her niece''s overly worried face, she only smiled sadly and gave her a silent shake of the


    head.


    Although she had rested for a few days, she still looked like a nt drained of water-lifeless and utterly


    pale.


    After she pulled the curtains, Bianca took out a bunch of red grapes from the fruit basket and rinsed


    them in the water fountain nearby. Then, she carefully picked them one by one and put them into a


    small fruit container before bringing them to Wanda.


    "Aunt Wanda, have some grapes.”


    Bianca handed her a bright red grape. "I know that your mouth would taste bitter when you’re having


    an infusion. Eating something a little sweeter can help. I always like to eat some sweet fruits when I''m


    sick."


    Wanda could not bear to ignore her niece''s kindness. She opened her mouth and swallowed the grape.


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    The sweetness of grape juice washed away the bitter taste in her mouth.


    Wanda said listlessly, "No matter how sweet the fruit is, I only feel bitter with what a mess my


    appearance has be..."


    Bianca sat next to Wanda, gently took her hand, and consoled her, saying," Aunt Wanda, you''ll get


    better now that medical technology is so advanced. Believe me..."


    Her aunt''s undesirous face was clearly a refusal of the operation. Bianca wanted tofort her but did


    not know what to say.


    Wandaughed bitterly. "The risk of death from breast cancer is one of the lowest of all cancers, but it’s


    cruel not because it kills; it’s because it robs women of their most beautiful and most maternal parts.


    You know how much I care about my appearance. I can''t bear to see even a small scar on my body, let


    alone remove my... My... Do you think I''ll still be a woman if I don’t have them?"


    She sobbed and dared not even utter a word.


    Bianca felt a twinge in her heart at the sight of her aunt like this and clutched her aunt''s hand tighter.


    Wanda tried hard to pull herself together. Perhaps because she was too upset, she took a grape from


    the tray and stuffed it into her mouth.


    The sweet and sour taste seeped into her taste buds and made her feel a little better.


    Wanda looked into her niece''s eyes and said, "Bea, I can''t ept the surgery and myself for being


    iplete. You don''t know, he''s a perfectionist and doesn''t like women with ws. I can''t turn into a


    woman he''s disgusted with..." "Aunt Wanda, you''re refusing to do the operation because of Uncle?"


    Bianca was shocked and could not help asking.


    ''Aunt seems to have a lot on her mind. Is the ''he'' she mentioned the uncle whom I''ve only met once?''


    Bianca vaguely remembered meeting this uncle once in high school.


    That year, he hade to pick up her grandfather to take him to Japan. He had left quite an


    impression on her.


    After all, as a small town girl at the time, Bianca had never seen such a handsome, mature, and


    elegant man. She had thought he had stepped out of a painting.


    At that time, her uncle had treated her aunt very gently. Perhaps he loved everyone rted to her aunt


    because he loved her, so he was also very gentle to Bianca. He had dotingly called her ’little girl’ and


    left her a sum of money when he left.


    Bianca had a good impression of her uncle but did not expect such a huge change to happen


    afterward...


    Wanda forcibly pulled herself together, held Bianca''s hand, and said bitterly, ’ Bea, if I had a daughter,


    she would be as old as you now.


    Obedient, gentle, virtuous, beautiful... He wants a daughter the most. I don''t think we would have


    gotten to where we are today if we had a child..."


    Tears slipped out of Wanda''s eyes.


    She was already a woman in her 40s, but her face was still as smooth as porcin. Her skin was as


    delicate as before without a trace of blemish. You could not even see the crow''s feet in the corners of


    her eyes.


    How could her perfect aunt endure her body being iplete? If it were Bianca, she would not have


    been able to ept it either.


    However, when Bianca recalled that her aunt''s illness could not be dyed any longer, she bit the


    bullet and said, "Aunt Wanda, you have to do the operation. Otherwise, I''ll go to Japan and ask Uncle


    toe over..." "Bea, you don''t have to persuade me anymore. I know what my health is like."


    Wanda''s eyes were deep and lifeless. She agonizingly closed her eyes. "I''m content to have survived


    until now. You don''t have to waste your effort in going to Japan to find your so-called uncle. He''s


    married, and his son is already a few months old now..."


    It was a bolt from the blue!


    Suddenly, Bianca seemed to understand the reason why her aunt no longer had the desire to live. The


    man she loved deeply was married to another and this was probably the root of her despair. However,


    she did not understand why her aunt refused to do the operation for that unfaithful man when he was


    already married and had children with another woman?


    Bianca tried to persuade her aunt, but she finally gave up when she saw her pale, exhausted face.


    TH let Aunt Wanda have a good rest first. I''ll think of a way to make her go for the operation!''


    On the other side, the Norman family.


    Queenie obediently stayed at home and rested, but she could not help thinking about her daughter.


    If her health had allowed it, she would have gone to her at once.


    With the phone on her, she tapped the contact list over and over again, looking at a particr number.


    She had even memorized it by heart now because she had tapped it countless times.


    It was Bianca''s phone number.


    Queenie got the number from her father-inw. He had kept her number because he was a client of


    Bianca''s.


    Queenie wanted to call Bianca, but she could not find a good reason to.'' What should I tell her?


    ''Would the child believe me if I told her that I’m her biological mother?''


    While Queenie was feeling mncholic, she suddenly remembered that she had added Bianca on


    Facebook, so she started scrolling through her profile.


    Fortunately, Bianca had not set any privacy settings for her Facebook profile.


    However, she posted very little about her daily life on her profile, let alone arge number of selfies like


    Leia. Most of her posts were about architecture and there were some of her designs. There were also


    some sweet moments, apanied by some refreshing and beautiful illustrations.


    Even so, Queenie enjoyed them.


    In particr, she looked at Bianca''s designs over and over again, feeling both relieved and sad.


    She was d that her biological daughter was so outstanding but sad that she had not been there to


    apany every moment of Bianca''s growth...