Chapter 253

Grace’s gaze fixed on Daisy’s face, capturing every nuance of her expressions.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you realize? Am I not your daughter? How could you have given birth to me without knowing my blood type?” Grace asked.
Daisy’s face betrayed a flicker of nervousness as she swallowed hard. “What are you talking about? What’s the point of being aggressive? At that time, I didn’t even give birth in the hospital, and I didn’t undergo any labor tests. How would I know your blood type?” Grace pursed her lips, and she was sure that Daisy was lying.
Since Daisy deliberately hid it, even though she exposed Daisy’s lie, she knew Daisy wouldn’t reveal the truth willingly.
Observing Grace’s unusual demeanor, Carson interjected suspiciously, “Grace, what’s wrong?”
Grace shook her head. “Nothing. Carson, why don’t you take Austin back to bed first?”
“Okay. You should come back soon too. I won’t be able to handle her if she gets fussy at night.”
“Sure.”
Carson then carried Austin out, leaving Daisy and Grace alone in the hospital room.
Frederick was still in a coma now.
An unexplainable sense of discomfort lingered between Daisy and Grace. Awkwardly, Daisy stood up. “I’ll leave first. You stay here and watch over your dad.”
After saying that, Daisy made her way to the door.
Grace’s eyes darkened. “Wait!”
She abruptly stood and seized a handful of Daisy’s hair, yanking out two strands forcefully.
“Ouch!” Daisy yelped, clutching her head and turning to face Grace. “What was that for, you little brat?”
Grace swiftly hid her hands behind her back and said calmly, “I was just trying to get your attention. Sorry if I pulled too hard.”
Daisy shot her a glare of irritation. “What else do you want?”
“Nothing more. Just make sure to come back at midnight to relieve me. And no sneaking off to play cards, or I’ll go and fetch you myself.”
Grace’s tone was firm, leaving Daisy bristling with indignation at her authoritative manner.
She rolled her eyes at Grace. “Which of your eyes saw me playing cards again? I do enjoy playing cards, but would I not know what’s the most important now? Your dad is still in a coma, and how could I be in the mood to play cards?” Grace nodded calmly. “Good. I hope you follow through on what you’ve said.”
Daisy grunted and then left the hospital.
Grace then extended her hand and examined the two hairs within it. She approached the nurse and requested a Ziploc bag, carefully placing the hairs inside and tucking it into her pocket.
Returning to the ward, she glanced at Frederick. As she reached out to pull out his hair, her movement halted abruptly once more.
Frederick hadn’t been much of a caregiver, but compared to Daisy, he had shown kindness to her.
She pondered that Frederick might tell her the truth.
It was one in the morning at the hospital, and Daisy had yet to arrive.
Grace called her, only to find Daisy was already asleep.
If it wasn’t for Austin, Grace would have stayed the night in the hospital, but with Austin being so young, she felt uneasy, so she roused Daisy forcefully.
It was two o’clock by the time Daisy sluggishly made it to the hospital.
Grace returned home. Austin was already asleep. Grace checked her diaper and found that it had been changed. She smiled faintly. It seemed Carson had even learned to change diapers as Austin’s good uncle. The following morning, Carson went to the hospital, and Grace bathed Austin before taking her there.
Upon her arrival, Frederick had just awakened, and the attending doctor was inspecting the ward.