Female Novel
Chapter 885
"Why don't you come over here and push the goddamn chair?" Athena moved herself from the side of
the bed to the wheelchair and yelled at Ophelia.
"Yes, Princess," Ophelia hurried over to push the wheelchair for her.
It's not that Athena could not walk.
Six months ago, Athena suddenly woke up. Ophelia wanted to contact Christian first, but to her
surprise, the first thing Athena did after she woke up was to threaten her and she was not allowed to
mention even a word to Christian.
She knew what Athena could do. While Athena had been in a coma for almost ten years, there was a
huge organization in Japan that had been taking care of Athena. It seemed to be related to Athena's
mother, but she was not sure about the details.
Anyway, in short, she should never cross Athena.
Ophelia pushed Athena towards the special ward as she whispered, "Princess, with more practice, you
can actually walk on your own, and you've tried several times. You can stand up and walk a few steps
each time."
"There's no rush. I have my own plans." Athena's face was expressionless.
Ophelia pushed the wheelchair to the special ward.
After the glass, in the ward, there was a pinky delicate carved baby girl sitting on the carpet. She wasnovelbin
surrounded by many toys, and she curiously picked one of them up, had a look, put it down, and picked
up another.
Although she looked frail, she looked obviously beautiful with her large eyes, dark pupils, and delicate
features. She already looked so beautiful and she must be a charmer when she grew up.
Athena looked through the glass, silently.
It was said that daughters looked like their fathers, and indeed Iris looked like Luther. She was so
beautiful that she could not even take her eyes of that little girl.
Ophelia reported from the side, "Princess, Iris has just woken up a few days ago and is still not
acclimated to the outside world and needs to stay in the special ward for a while. She has been able to
sit up and swallow liquid food today."
"After all, Iris has been kept alive by instrument since birth, and now that she's awake, it will take a long
time for her to adjust to the outside world and learn to take care of herself and communicate."
"How long will it take?" Athena frowned. She didn't have the patience to wait too long.
She could not wait to meet Luther.
"If Iris is gifted enough and we have a professional to help her with the recovery, it would take perhaps
six months for her to be like a normal child." Ophelia returned.
"Hmm. You should keep an extra eye on her. I want her to recover as soon as possible. Also, the
matter of Iris is definitely between only you and me." Athena snorted coldly, "After all, for them, Iris
never exists and she should be dead long ago."
After saying that, she glanced at Iris inside the special ward.
Turning coldly, she pushed the wheelchair herself and headed outside.
Six months ago, when she woke up, she still remembered everything. After that, she got all the news
about Luther through various channels – magazines, news reports, online messages – and she even
sent her people to ask about him.
At the same time, she learned about Joyce.
Joyce gave birth to two babies – the boy was born healthy and the girl, since her birth, relied on
instruments and various nutrient delivery tubes to stay alive. Doctors determined that the girl had no
more than a 5% chance of survival and would not live past the age of two.
In order to keep Joyce from being devastated, Christian chose to tell Joyce directly that the girl did not
survive when she was born.
There was no hope so that there would not be greater disappointment.
So Joyce, herself, was unaware that Iris was still alive.
Six months ago, after she woke up and learned of Iris' existence, she immediately bought her way up
and down the hospital, which then claimed to the public that Iris was dead.
Christian even made a personal trip to Mufron to bury Iris, but of course the so-called ashes of the child
were fake.
After this, she hid Iris and continued to hire someone to take care of her.
To her surprise, Iris woke up a few days ago.
Now that Iris woke up, she could proceed with her plan.
So, she didn't need to hide anymore and she then asked Ophelia to inform Christian that she had
woken up.
Previously, every time Christian came to see her, she pretended to be unconscious.
Acting was quite tiring, and fortunately now she didn’t have to do that anymore.
Athena pushed the wheelchair herself, and soon her pale figure moved from the bloody sunset-soaked
corridor into the shadowy corner with a wry smile.
‘Luther, you won't believe it.’
‘Your daughter, now, is in my hands.’
On the other hand, Christian and Vicki had already boarded the plane back to Khebury. Christian would
have stayed for a few more days if he didn't have a lot of things to do.
"Athena is awake, and you can rest easy. Your efforts in the past ten years have not been in vain." Vicki
sat next to Christian. For the past ten years, she knew what he had been through.
"Unfortunately, Iris couldn't be saved." Christian took a deep breath and propped one hand on his
forehead with a tired look.
"At first, you chose to tell Joyce that Iris was born without breath. Right now it seems you were right. If
you just gave her just a glimpse of hope, after a long wait, what she gets in the end would be
disappointment. I'm afraid she couldn't take it any better." Vicki sighed.
"Yes. The doctor said the chances of survival were almost zero. I don't want to give her hope and then
shatter it with my own hands. It would be too cruel for her." Christian closed his eyes, "I hear she's back
at the Capital?"
"Hmm." Vicki responded.
Christian did not speak for a long time, as if he was in deep thought.
"By the way, Christian, don't you think Athena is a little strange?" Vicki thought about it and decided to
say it anyway.
"Weird?" Christian raised an eyebrow.
"Well, she said she couldn't remember why she was in a coma. But when I looked into her eyes, they
are deep and profound, not at all confused. It feels like she knows everything." Vicki said, "Also, for
some reason, she didn’t look like someone who has just woken up. She’s too calm."
Athena's eyes were loaded with too many emotions, and her instinct told her that things were not as
simple as they seemed.
"No. Athena grew up like that. She has always been mild and simple. It's actually a good thing for her
that she can't remember why she's in a coma." A flash of pain crossed Christian's eyes, "After all, it
brings only more pain for her to think about it."
He couldn't help but clench his fists, and the veins on the backs of his hands showed.
Luther was the cause of all this pain!
Vicki glanced sideways at Christian.
He had got himself too involved to see things clearly.
Athena was by no means a simple person, and she knew that when she first met Athena as a child.
"Let's hope you're right." Vicki returned lightly.
The plane had already taken off, and she closed her eyes and took a short nap.