---- Chapter 250 Zelda frowned as she listened to Ethan. Before she could say anything , Ethan added, "But I don't like Auntie Jenna anymore. She's so mean. It hurts a lot. But she's all Ihave..." Zelda's heart tightened . She quickly said, "That's not true. Your mom is always with you, even if you can't see her." He shook his head, pouting. "Where is she? I want her right now.

Why won't she come home?" Hearing that, Zelda pulled out her phone and was about to give her a call, but then she remembered what Wendy had said and hesitated. Before she could bring Wendy back, she needed to figure out how to explain Ethan's current situation. So, Zelda said, "Your mom is very busy right now, but she'll come home once she's done." "You're lying!" Ethan pushed her away and ran to the living room. He buried his face in a pillow and sobbed softly.

He looked even more heartbroken than when he had been crying earlier. There was nothing for Zelda to do but comfort him. Fortunately , after all these years at the Frank residence , she knew Ethan well. Besides, Wendy had taught her plenty of ---- ways to soothe him, so she was fairly skilled at calming him down. About half an hour later, Zelda was finally sitting with Ethan at the dinner table. He didn't cry again after his bath and just felt a little down.

Once Zelda tucked him into bed, she let out a sigh of relief." Sleep well. You'll feel better in the morning." She wondered if Ethan had ever regretted how he treated Wendy. Wendy had spent the previous day resting at home and making preparations at the hospital. On the third day, Margaret's surgery was officially underway. News spread quickly. Margaret's identity wasn't a secret in the media.

While the treatment itself was confidential, the hospital's constant comings and goings made it easy for reporters to catch wind of it. Seven or eight plainly dressed reporters in disguise had gathered outside the hospital. Security stopped them from entering, making sure the surgery wouldn't be disrupted. Before heading into the operating room, Wendy visited Margaret in her ward. ---- "Tt will take two hours at most. I expect it to take about an hour and 20 minutes.

Once you wake up, everything will be fine." Liam stood beside Wendy, watching Margaret closely. Margaret , who usually wore a stern expression , gave a faint smile. "Of course. I trust you guys." After checking the time, Wendy and Liam left to prepare. Soon after, nurses wheeled Margaret into the operating room. The operation started at 9:00 am, and the lights outside the operating room finally went out at 10:30 am. When Margaret was pushed out of the operating room, seven.

or eight photographers suddenly appeared from somewhere, snapping pictures furiously. The nurses couldn't stop them. Wendy and Liam had just changed out of their scrubs. When they heard the commotion outside, she rushed out immediately. "What are you doing?" she demanded, yanking two photographers apart and shielding the stretcher. With a cold expression, Liam called for security. The photographers, hats pulled low and cameras ready, dropped the pretense and turned their lenses on Wendy.

The crowd's voices surged, bombarding her with questions. " Dr. Sanders, you're performing surgery on one of the nation's ---- top scientists. Aren't you nervous?"