The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 1265

The world was so big, and so was Lanechett. However, there was no place for Eileen. Nor was anyone waiting for her.

She had lost her marriage, Brad, and everything.

Eight years ago, she was drifting like a leaf but had got Brad by her side. Despite the hardships, she still had hope.

Now, she was still that leaf in autumn about to fall.

Compared to eight years ago, she was more scarred and more hopeless. She was as good as dead...

She walked aimlessly in Lanechett for a long time. Not until the sun was setting that she realized the hard reality. She had n o place to stay.

Though hospitalized, she still needed a place of her own.

First thing first, she should find an apartment and settle down.

Housing prices in Lanechett were so high that she couldn’t afford to rent any good apartment downtown.

She searched almost every side street and alley before she found one. The small apartment had a bathroom, a living room, and no bedrooms. The rent was relatively low.

She decided to settle down there.

Before leaving, the landlady reminded her," I'm not gonna lie to you. Someone died in this room, but it was five, six years ago.

You may hear gossip from the neighbors, and I have to tell you this in advance!"

Eileen had started sorting out her luggage.

After hearing that, she just replied indifferently, "I'm not even afraid of death, s o ghosts won't scare me."

She was no longer afraid of anything.

The landlady frowned. To her surprise, this girl had a lot of nerve.

The landlady left. Eileen got her luggage out of the trunk and squatted there to sort them out.

There was kitchenware in the living room. She hadn’t had supper yet. Since there was some rice left, she decided to cook porridge. When it was ready, she filled two bowls, served them on the table, and shouted gently, "Brad, time for supper.

Wash your hands."

Her voice echoed in the desolate and quiet room. There were no sounds, not to mention a response.

She needed to pay for her chemotherapy and hospitalization.

Since the chemotherapy hadn’t started yet, the cost was not high. She could afford it for the time being, but it was quite likely she would fail.

She took quite a few interviews, but those interviewers turned her down on the spot a s soon as they saw the problem with her leg. They wouldn't even give it a second thought.

Eileen had been aware of her miserable fate all along, but her heart still throbbed with the predicament.

Without a choice, she went back empty-handed. On a bench, she had a loaf of bread for lunch. When she looked at the bright sky, her eyes tingled. She felt like crying.

But she knew that tears would not help.

No one cared about her. She was all alone.

As soon as she went back to the ward, she saw Kirsten, who knitted her brows. "Didn't you go to the Civil Registry Office and process the divorce? Why are you back so late?"

Eileen forced a smile. "I went job hunting."

Upon hearing that, Kirsten grabbed her arm. "Have you lost your mind? Given your condition, can you work? You have cancer and need chemotherapy. It's important for you to rest and have enough nutrition."