?<strong>Chapter 1399:</strong>


    “I’m not sure yet, but we’ll continue as nned for now. He seems to be interested in me.”


    The other person offeredfort.


    “There’s no rush. We can afford to take our time.”


    Tracy, reluctant to slow down, responded,


    “I’ll proceed cautiously.”


    “Get some sleep. It’s quitete.” The call ended.


    Tracy set her phone aside, her nerves tingling with frustration. Her animosity towards the Ruiz siblings ran deep; she med them for a past threat to her life.


    She had not expected Dolores to survive the car crash, yet thetter had awakened unexpectedly.


    Anxiously biting her nails, Tracy struggled to calm herself for quite some time. Eventually, she turned on the radio, hoping to distract herself with some music.


    By chance, shended on a rey of Elyse’s radio show.


    Tracy’s heart skipped a beat at the sound of Elyse’s voice but soon settled down.


    The discussion between Elyse and the host was winding down when the host asked for a musical performance.


    Elyse responded thoughtfully,


    “I’ll y ‘Luby.’ I know everyone works hard and deserves a bit offort when they get home.”


    As the soothing melody of the luby began, Tracy leaned back, her gaze lost in the sparse, dimly lit street outside.


    Whispering to herself, she said,


    “This melody is hauntingly beautiful, Elyse. It stirs a deep yearning for home within me.”


    The soothing notes of the melody rxed Tracy, slowly melting away her stress and recing it with a sense of weariness and sleepiness. Fighting off multiple yawns in an attempt to stay alert, she eventually started her drive back home.


    At the same time, Lowell had made his way to the hospital.


    Dolores was gazing at the ceiling when she heard approaching footsteps. Turning her head, her eyes lit up with recognition and excitement at the sight of Lowell.


    Noticing her excitement, Lowell gently cautioned her,


    “Ease down. It’s important not to get too worked up.”


    The doctor approached to brief Lowell on Dolores’s condition, exining that although she was awake, she needed to remain hospitalized for further treatment and was not ready for discharge. Lowell nodded in understanding. Once the doctor departed, he moved closer to Dolores, his expression one of puzzlement.


    “You seem worked up. Is there something you need to tell me?”


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