The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System

Chapter 162: Past life experience Chapter 162: Past life experience By then, Maureen hardly ever went back to her parents’house, she stayed well away from Bianca, made a sprint for it, and made it into a pretty decent research university at home.

Once Maureen started her postgraduate studies, she became even busier, and for a while, forgot to make a comprehensive medical examination at the hospital.

After suffering on and off health issues for some time, Maureen finally went to the hospital.

Before her examination, she assured her labmates that she was absolutely fine, claiming at most she just had low blood sugar.

But there are many things in life that you cannot foresee, no matter how hard you rack your brain.

For instance, her life changed when the Smith family found her at the age of fifteen.

Or when she stepped out of the hospital, clutching a diagnosis sheet in her pale fingers.

Life’s cruelty does not lie in the physical hurdles waiting for you, but rather in the unknown mist ahead, where the snarling beast may leap out to bite you anytime.

* A month after Maureen’s disappearance, the Smith family began to realize that something was off.

Maureen, being a graduate student, rarely returned home, only maybe two or three times per semester on holidays.

She also seldom made phone calls to her family, sometimes not for over a month which was considered normal.

So when the whole family didn’t receive any calls or texts from Maureen for a month, no one thought much of it.

It wasn’t until Mr.

Smith returned from a business trip in South Africa and brought gifts back for Mrs.

Smith, Bianca, and Maureen.

When Mr.

Smith tried to call Maureen, and found her phone had been disconnected, he started feeling that something was wrong.

Mr.

Smith immediately called Maureen’s school, only to learn from her friends that she had taken a leave of absence from school and had left a month ago.

Her friends were puzzled over the phone, “Are you a relative of Maureen?

How could you not know such a major event?” “What major event?

What is it?” Mr.

Smith furrowed his brows, an ominous premonition creeping into his heart.

The student on the other end of the phone seemed speechless.

Moments later, they added Mr.

Smith on Whatsapp and sent a picture of the diagnosis sheet.