From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables-Chapter 1622

Chapter 1622: 704 Seeking Unattainable (Ending Part 12) Chapter 1622: 704 Seeking Unattainable (Ending Part 12) She said, “Dad, please help me.”

Peter Aria looked seriously at the girl in front of him, after a long time he said, “Aubree, you’re the greatest pride of my life.”

“No matter what you do, Dad will always stand by your side unconditionally.”

Aubree dropped her gaze and smiled: “If one day I’m no longer around, I hope dad will continue my journey for me.”

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She couldn’t wait that long.

What Aubree wanted Peter Aria’s help with was to ensure that after her departure, the drug could be used to genuinely help each patient, rather than for profit-making.

Peter Aria frowned: “What nonsense are you talking about?

What do you mean ‘you’re not around’?

No, don’t say such things.”

Aubree stood up.

“Dad, your birthday is coming soon.

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This year, for your birthday, I want to surprise you.”

Peter Aria’s eyes shone with anticipation: “Then, dad is looking forward to it.”

Peter Aria’s birthday and Aubree’s were only a week apart.

He was already pondering about what birthday gift to prepare for his beloved daughter this year.

His daughter didn’t care for jewelry or dressing up, which made choosing a gift for her really troublesome.

But it was a sweet kind of trouble.

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This year’s winter seemed colder than the last one.

By the middle of November, the biting cold of ice and snow could already be felt.

As soon as she entered the house, the warmth of the heating abolished all chills.

The sound of flipping and turning came from the kitchen.

Aubree walked in after changing her shoes and saw Nikita Parker with an innocent look on her face, and the kitchen looked like a battlefield.

It was a mess.

Nikita Parker made a helpless face: “I just wanted to cook.”

Aubree rolled up her sleeves and walked up to Nikita Parker, looked her up and down; “Are you hurt?”

Nikita Parker shook her head.

“It’s okay if you can’t cook.

Everyone has their limitations, you don’t need to force yourself to be good at everything.

At home, both dad and I are good at cooking, so all you need to do is sit and wait for the meal.”

The only time Nikita Parker had ever cooked in her life was last year on Aubree’s birthday, she cooked her longevity noodles.

Looking at Aubree who was tidying up the mess, Nikita sighed: “Here I am, the mother, but my daughter has to take care of me.

It’s quite embarrassing.”

“Who says daughters can’t take care of their mothers?”

Aubree quickly cleaned up the kitchen, took out the fresh ingredients she had just purchased, and started cooking.

“Would you like to make a bowl of long-life noodles for Dad?

I can teach you.”

Nikita shook her head: “I will only make it for my daughter, he doesn’t deserve it, hmph.”

Nikita sometimes acted like a little girl.

She had had a quarrel with Peter Aria the last few days and both of them were giving each other the silent treatment.

“Why are both of you fighting?

Can I know the reason?”

You might say that Nikita and Aubree were more like friends than mother and daughter.

Nikita liked to share everything with her.

Nikita thought for a moment and said: “You know I can’t get pregnant again, but he…he wants a child.”

Nikita’s voice trailed off.

Aubree paused in selecting her vegetables, her eyelashes dropped and she said softly: “What about you?

Do you want another child?”

Nikita shook her head: “I have you, that’s enough.”

Aubree put down what she was doing, turned around and felt Nikita’s pulse.

Nikita sighed, “It’s no use, even Dr.

Mo said that my body was seriously damaged when I gave birth to you.

I can’t bear children anymore.”

Even if she hadn’t been damaged, the mysterious herb that saved her life also made her infertile.

In this life, she was satisfied with just having Aubree as her daughter.

Aubree released her hand, pondered for a moment and said: “It wouldn’t hurt to try.”

Nikita’s words reminded her, if they had another child, they wouldn’t feel so sad after her departure.

There was a glimmer of hope in Nikita’s eyes: “Really…

can we really?”

“Let’s try it, maybe a miracle will happen.

I’ll teach you a set of exercises, you need to practice every morning and evening.

Also, I’ll make you some medicine.”

When Peter Aria returned home, both of them grunted at each other, not talking to each other.

It didn’t take long for Aubree to succeed in breaking the ice between them.

These two could never stay mad at each other for more than two days.

Taking advantage of their affectionate moment, Aubree slipped off to the bathroom.

Closing her eyes and calculating, after a long time, she suddenly knitted her eyebrows.

“Wah,” she threw up a mouthful of blood.

After cleaning up the blood from her mouth, she straightened up her appearance, and walked back out.

Aubree had made a table full of delicious food, and soon Anton Cook arrived, pushing Madam Aria in her wheelchair.

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