Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
Margaret’s gentle and calm voice soothed Joanne’s soul better than any drug. Joanne immediately felt relaxed, and quite comfortable and relaxed as she heard Margaret’s explanation. Naturally, she opened up to her.” Margaret, you’re quite an experienced person. You should know that someone can’t stay alive when they lose all hope, and I… seem to have lost all hope. I don’t want to struggle in the mud. I might as well just kill myself and get it over with.” Joanne didn’t have a lot of willpower, and had a lot of resentment towards the world. Her short life at the elementary school had been the only light in her life, but Quinton’s appearance had immediately put it out. Joanne’s life was back in darkness again, so she had no will to hold on.
“Nonsense!” Margaret frowned and patted Joanne’s cheek tenderly. “You’re still very young, even younger than Ms. Flossie in fact. Stop being so pessimistic. Look at me I’m not young anymore, but I feel like my life has just begun. You’re not even thirty. Even if you can only live up to seventy, you still have forty years left. Isn’t that hope? Try and think about it like that. Many things can happen and change in forty years, so it’s pointless if you leave just like that!” Margaret knew quite a lot of young people. Some were extreme while others were arrogant or bad- tempered. Some were even impulsive and childish… but Joanne was the only one who was desperate, hopeless, and gloomy. She even acted like breathing was a waste of time.
As the child of a physician, Margaret could cure many difficult and rare diseases. She felt that Joanne’s gloominess was the result of her weak body, and that she would one day get better as long as she nourished her body well.
“Just stay here and rest. I have a bit of medical knowledge and can help your body recover. As long as you feel better and more energized, you won’t feel depressed or want to kill yourself.” At that point, Margaret held Joanne’s hand and carefully took her pulse. Instantly, her expression turned serious. “Oh, gosh! What’s wrong with your pulse? Oh, you poor girl. What have you been through?” Margaret was a medical expert, and could glimpse into people’s past just by taking their pulse. She felt quite sorry for Joanne. “You suffered a lot a few years back, and no normal person would be able to take that. No wonder you feel so hopeless… Anyone else wouldn’t have been able to hold on.” While talking, Margaret started getting teary. “Oh, girl. You’ve suffered so much. Don’t worry, it’s all in the past. You’re here now, and we’re here for you. Everything will get better.” Margaret could feel that Joanne had suffered outrageous abuse. Both her body and mind were tortured as a result of abuse from crazy and cruel men, and her sexual organs had collapsed because of it. She might never become a mother for the rest of her life, and her collapsed organs might cause her to age seriously in the future. When she was forty, she might look fifty. But she was considered very strong since she had survived until now with that trauma.
“Thank you, Margaret.” Joanne kept her head hung in embarrassment. “I’m sorry you had to see something so shameful. I led quite a messy life a few years back, and I didn’t have a say about my body. I was just a plaything for those cruel men. I wanted to die many times, but they didn’t allow me to… Later, Mr. Osborne and Ms. Ellsworth freed me, and Mr. Guajardo gave me a new life. If I chose to die, then I would have wronged them… so I survived until now.” Joanne knew that any capable physician would be able to tell her past just by her pulse, and they would see her as an immoral woman. Although it hadn’t been her intention, she could not hide it. She was once a lady of the night who had worked at a red-light district, so she was embarrassed and ashamed to face Margaret. She felt dirty and used.
“Silly girl, don’t say that. It’s all in the past, and what’s most important is the future. Yes, your health is bad, but it can be solved if you take my advice and nourish your body well every day.”
“No!” Joanne shook her head. “You all don’t have to be so nice to me. I’m not related to your family, and even if I am…. I was the one who nearly got Quinton killed. You and Ms. Ellsworth should scold me or throw me out.”
“No, you’re wrong!” Flossie had been outside the door when she heard that. She pushed open the door and hurried in agitatedly.
“you’re a friend who’s very dear to me.
I hope you can be happy, even without Quinton as the reason.” Flossie looked at Joanne, and sounded very sincere.
“So, stop overthinking.
Relax and stay here.
Margaret is a great physician.
She’ll help you get better.
Once you get better, you’ll have the energy and confidence to do whatever you want, including being a teacher.
Am I right?” “Ms.
Ellsworth…” Joanne looked at Flossie in a daze.
Her eyes grew redder because she was quite touched.
“You’re a nice person.
No wonder Mr.
Guajardo likes you.
You guys are really very kind.” “Well, I’m not that good either.
I’m not nice to everyone.
I like you, so I’m nice to you.
Plus, it’s written in the stars for US.” Flossie sounded casual, as she refused to make it very melancholic.
Honestly, she didn’t find herself a kind person.
She was nice to Joanne simply because she wanted to make it up to the latter, for Quinton’s sake.
“This…” Hurriedly, Flossie handed the plate of s’mores pops to Joanne.
“They’re just cooked with a lot of flavors.
Try and see if they’re nice.” “S’mores pops…” When Joanne finally noticed the food, her eyes brightened up as if she had seen a long-lost treasure.
“I loved them the best when I was a child, but it’s been a long time since I had them.” “you can have them now!” Flossie said enthusiastically.
“You should have some sweet food when you’re in a bad mood.
Quinton even added some crackers and roses.
I’m sure they taste good.” When she made that statement, she regretted it…
Mentioning Quinton was equivalent to raining on someone’s parade.
It was like she had mentioned a rotten apple while enjoying some wonderful fireworks.
At first, Joanne had stretched her hand out to get some s’mores pops.
When she heard Flossie, she immediately retrieved her hand and looked cold and emotionless.
“Thank you, Ms.
Ellsworth, but I’ve got a toothache.
I can’t eat this.
Plus…” After a pause, Joanne raised a profound comment.
“I liked them when I was a kid, but I no longer like them now.” “Uhm…” Feeling awkward and remorseful, Flossie hated the slip of her tongue. She should not have mentioned Quinton.
“It’s okay.
Having some desserts can give you energy.
Your wound will heal faster, too.” Margaret tried to persuade Joanne.
“They’re just s’mores pops.
They don’t mean anything.
Plus, one’s taste can be diverse.
Have a try.
If you don’t like them, you can spit them out.
It won’t hurt to try.” “Yeah, one’s life is long.
We can always have a try.
If it doesn’t taste good, you can spit it out.
After all, the ingredients aren’t expensive.
You can just have one,” Flossie quickly echoed Margaret’s words.
“Okay…
I’ll have one, then.” Joanne found it hard to reject their kindness