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The document stated that she wasn’t their biological child, but was instead adopted.

Christopher’s heart leapt, and his eyes turned somber.

Rosalie returned a while later, her face pale.

Christopher looked up; seeing her face, he asked, “What’s the matter? Are you unwell?”

Rosalie shook her head. “I’m fine.”

She was pregnant. Feeling unwell was part and parcel of everyday life.

“Should I call for a doctor? You look very pale,” Christopher said, concerned.

“I’m really alright. Maybe I’m just too worried about Seb,” Rosalie insisted.

In face of her insistence, Christopher didn’t push the matter further.

“Oh, yes. I searched online, and found information about your parents. They were hailed as heroes, and many would have been in trouble if not for them.”

“They really are heroes in my eyes. It’s a pity I’ll never get to see them again,” Rosalie said.

“I’m sure you were on their mind in their final moments. You’re their only biological daughter, after all.”

Rosalie nodded. “Yeah.”

She no longer felt heart-wrenching pain at the mention of her parents. It had been many years, after all. Regardless, recalling memories of her parents still made her feel melancholic.

Christopher had deliberately phrased his statement that way. It was clear to him that Rosalie herself thought she was her parents’ biological child. Her parents never told her that she was adopted.

After dinner, Christopher and Rosalie returned to the hospital. Coincidentally, they bumped into Theodore at the entrance.

Theodore spotted Rosalie; when their gazes met, the air seemed to freeze.

He recognized the man next to Rosalie, who kept a low profile despite his high rank that even the mayor had to submit to. He had met the man at an event before, and the two of them even chatted.

To Theodore’s surprise, the very same man was standing with Rosalie right now. That meant he must be a relative of Sebastian.

Rosalie continued walking into the hospital, intending to ignore Theodore.

“Wait,” Theodore called out to her.

He walked toward Rosalie.

“Is there something you need, Mr. Spencer?” Christopher asked.

“Just need a word with Rosalie,” Theodore said indifferently.

Rosalie said, “Theodore Spencer, we have nothing to talk about between us. I said I’ll never sign it.”

“I’m not asking you to do that,”

Theodore said. “Whether you believe it or not, had nothing to do with what happened to Sebastian. But if you insist I’m the culprit, there’s nothing I can do. We’ll just have to see each other in court.”

Theodore didn’t expect things between him and Rosalie to turn out so terrible, to the point of waging legal battle.

Christopher stepped in. “I heard about it too. Apparently, you two fought right before Sebastian’s accident.”

“That’s right,” Theodore said coldly.

“We did fight, but I didn’t see him after that. If you think I’m the prime suspect, we’ll have to leave it to the investigation and its final result.”

Theodore wasn’t worried, because he had a clear conscience. He simply felt disappointed that Rosalie even suspected him.

To think she thought of him as such a wicked person!

If he were really that bad, Cynthia would have had a new heart long ago. He wouldn’t have allowed things to drag out until she was on the verge of death.

Christopher was powerful,

influential, and shrewd. Having

come across all sorts of filthy business and wicked and cunning people, he could see through all things The way Theodore spoké with a clear conscience made him believe that Theodore really had nothing to do with Sebastian’s accident.

Sebastian was his nephew, and Christopher must find the real culprit instead of just pinning things on a scapegoat. If there was a mistake, the real culprit would get off scot-free.© NôvelDrama.Org – All rights reserved.

He didn’t want that to happen. He was determined to find the real culprit and get to the bottom of the matter, whether Theodore really was the culprit or not.

“Fine,” Rosalie said. “We’ll wait for the final investigation result. Whatever we say doesn’t count anyway. Is there anything else you want from us?”

“I’m helping Cindy with her hospital transfer procedures. If all goes well, we won’t see each other in this hospital anymore,” Theodore said. Rosalie avoided his gaze, and said indifferently, “Got it.”

Seeing how cold Rosalie was treating him, Theodore felt a dull ache in his heart. It was now her turn to hurt him.

He was, in turn, deeply disappointed in her. He had many things to say to her, but he swallowed them back and turned to leave.

After Theodore left, Christopher noticed the tense look on Rosalie’s face. He could sense the effect that Theodore had on her.

“Seb and Theodore fought over you, am I right?”

Rosalie nodded. “Yes. I’m sorry, it was all my fault.”

If it had been anyone else, Christopher would have been upset. However, since it was Rosalie, he couldn’t help but have double standards in this situation.

“They’re both adults, but they failed to control their own emotions. You don’t need to apologize. I’m sure you didn’t wish for this to happen,” he said.

Rosalie suddenly realized that Christopher was a very reasonable man. This was her first time meeting him today, but somehow, she found him oddly friendly.

Perhaps it was because she was his niece-in-law. With this relationship, Christopher naturally didn’t treat her like an outsider.

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Meanwhile, Theodore headed to Cynthia’s ward. The moment he walked in, he saw her hugging a pure white wedding gown with a bright smile on her face. Perhaps because she was in such a good mood, she looked to be in much better spirits.

“Theo, you’re here!” Cynthia hugged the wedding gown tighter. “You didn’t lie to me. This wedding gown is so beautiful, I love it! I really want to wear it right now.”

Theodore sat by her bedside, looking somber.

“What’s the matter, Theo?” Cynthia asked, noticing he didn’t look too good. “Did something happen? Didn’t you give me this wedding gown?”

Theodore smiled weakly. “No, it’s for you. It’s good you like it.”

They were unable to go ahead with the heart transplant surgery.

‘Rose would never agree to it,’ he thought. That man was way more important to her than he had assumed.

“Theo, why the sour look? What happened? You can tell me,” Cynthia said.

“Cindy,” Theodore said as he held her hand, “I’ll transfer you to another hospital today.”

“Isn’t this hospital the best in the country? Why am I being transferred to another one?” she asked, confused.

The somber look on Theodore’s face gave Cynthia a bad feeling. “Theo, tell me the truth. What exactly is going on?”

“Cindy, I won’t go anywhere during this last stretch. I’ll keep you company.”

She didn’t have much time left.

Slightly agitated, Cynthia said, “Why are you saying that? Aren’t I going for surgery very soon?”

Things had gotten to such a point, Theodore could only tell her the truth. “I’m sorry, but we can’t go ahead with the operation.” “Why not?”

“Because…” Theodore said, coming up with an excuse, “the donor’s heart went into failure, so we can’t have the operation anymore.”

Cynthia’s wedding gown fell onto the floor with a dull thud. She looked at Theodore in disbelief.

“Weren’t we just waiting for the family member’s agreement? Why did his heart suddenly go into failure?”

“I’m sorry. This was an unforeseen circumstance. The donor was grievously injured, and suffered from cardiac failure.”Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

“No, impossible! It can’t be, it can’t

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be!” Cynthia was utterly shaken. Yerick had promised her this heart. If it couldn’t be used anymore, what should she do? Would she really have to die?

Her life was at stake!

“Theo, what should I do? Should I just wait around for death to come?”

“Cindy, I’ll transfer you to another hospital and find another doctor for you. We’ll see what happens then.”

That was the only thing he could say to comfort her.

“Why must I transfer to another hospital? Aren’t the best doctors all here? Theo, are you hiding something from me? Do you not want me to go for the operation now? Do you want me dead?!”

Now that her life was at stake, Cynthia was on the verge of going berserk.

“Cindy, why would you think that way? Of course I don’t want you dead! It’s just… Things have progressed to a point that is out of our control.”

“What can we do now, then? Just

watch as I die? Theo, you said you’d marry me. I’ve been waiting and waiting until I lost all hope-and when you gave me new hope, you ruthlessly pushed me straight into hell How cruel can you get?!”

“I’m sorry.”

Theodore didn’t know what else to say except to apologize. He picked up the wedding gown on the floor, and put it back in her arms. “We can have the wedding today.”

He was feeling downright hopeless, what with Rosalie’s harsh rejection of him and her sorrowful crying over Sebastian. She even wanted to send him to jail. Most importantly she was already married to Sebastian.

Worst of all, Cynthia was going to die!

So now, the only thing he could do was to fulfill Cynthia’s wish before she died.

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“Theo, I don’t want to die! I want to be your wife and live on. I don’t want to be your wife just for a few days. Save me, won’t you? Please save me!” Cynthia pleaded.

She couldn’t care less about getting married to Theodore at this point. She was originally elated to hear gun promise to marry her, because she was certain she would have a new heart.

Yet now, he was suddenly telling her that the heart was no longer available.

In that case, what was the point of him marrying her? Even if he married her today, she might die tomorrow or the day after that!

She didn’t want to use her life to bet on just a short-lived moment of having her dream come true. She wanted to live on as Mrs. Spencer and be a loving couple with Theodore their entire lives.

“If I could give you my heart, I would,” Theodore said solemnly as he held Cynthia’s hand. “But Cindy, there are some things that we just can’t control.”

If his heart was a match with hers, he would gladly get into a car accident and donate his heart to Cynthia.

After all, his heart was already in a bloody mess. Just the mere thought of Rosalie made his heart almost stop pumping; the heart-wrenching pain ate away at him, making him utterly miserable.

He didn’t want to live anymore.

If he were the one lying on a hospital bed, would Rosalie be sad for him?

Jealousy and anger ate at Theodore. He couldn’t bear the thought of the woman who was once his, to cry her heart for another man.

And yet, he had it coming. What a huge irony it all was!

Tears streaked Cynthia’s face.

“I’ll take you to another hospital later. I promise you, it’ll be better, and you won’t suffer,” Theodore went on.

“Are you sending me to a hospice?” Cynthia asked in a trembling voice.

Patients sent to a hospice usually had no hope of being cured.

Theodore didn’t reply to Cynthia, but his silence said it all.

“No, I’m not going!” Cynthia shook her head profusely. “Theo, I’m not transferring to another hospital. I’m staying here!”

She couldn’t go to a hospice. Going to a hospice meant that Theodore had given up on her!

“Cindy, calm down. Staying here doesn’t do you any good.”

If she found out that Rosalie was here too, she might become even more agitated. Theodore had no choice but to take her away.

“I’m not going,” Cynthia repeated as

she clutched her chest. “I’m not

I

going! Theo, I’m begging you. I want to stay here. Please don’t send me elsewhere… Please!”

Cynthia’s cheeks were wet with her tears. Theodore couldn’t bear seeing her cry so sorrowfully.

“Please, Theo. I’m begging you,” Cynthia said as she hugged him tight. “Don’t send me elsewhere. Don’t you want to fulfill my wish? I wish to stay here!”

Theodore sighed. “Alright, Cindy. I promise you, I won’t transfer you to another hospital.”

He was worried Cynthia might die from getting too agitated even before getting transferred to another hospital. The only thing he could do right now was to keep her in her best mood possible.

Theodore stayed by Cynthia’s side for a while longer. She looked weak and feeble, slipping in and out of consciousness while hugging the wedding gown in her arms.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

She didn’t even have the energy to even get married to Theodore.

Right now, what was most

important to her wasn’t getting married to Theodore, but surviving this ordeal. Without her life, what

good was being his wife for a couple of days?

Given her condition right now, they couldn’t even consummate their marriage.

“Theo, go back and rest,” she urged.

“I’m not going anywhere. I’ll stay with you,” Theodore said.

Cynthia shook her head. “No, I can’t bear to see you like this. Go back and rest. Come back and be with me after you’re well-rested.”

“It’s alright. I want to be with you.”

“Theo, I want to be alone for a while and think through things quietly. Come visit me tomorrow, alright? I just want to be by myself and calm down for a while now.”

This was Cynthia’s first time asking Theodore to leave.

Theodore pondered for a moment before nodding. “Alright, then.”

It was reasonable for Cynthia to request for some time alone after hearing such news.

Soon after, Theodore left.

Not long later, Cynthia pulled out her phone from under the pillow and secretly dialed a number.

One hour later, a man in a doctor’s robe appeared at the foot of her bed, wearing a mask as usual. Instead of his usual black mask, he was donning a surgical mask.

“I heard that the donor heart suffered a failure. Is that true?” Cynthia asked.

“Is that what Theodore told you?” Yerick smiled sardonically.

“Isn’t it so?” Cynthia asked.

Yerick bent forward, and said, “Whether it is true or not, I’m afraid it’s going to be difficult for the heart to be transplanted into your body.”

Agitated, Cynthia said, “What should we do, then? You promised to find me a heart donor!”

“I did, didn’t I? It’s just that it’s no longer available. His family refused to agree to it.”

“What? His family refused to agree to it? Theo told me the donor heart suffered a failure!”

“He’s lying to you. Honestly speaking, the family member of the donor is Rosalie. The donor himself is her new husband, Sebastian Carter.” At the mention of Rosalie’s name, Cynthia was thunderstruck.

So it was Rosalie and she was married! She actually ended up marrying that waiter!

Yerick stood up straight. “Yeah, the donor is her husband, and she refuses to sign the agreement. Theodore couldn’t do anything about it.”

The news came too suddenly, and Cynthia needed time to process it. After a while, she finally wrapped her head around it and spat out her disapproval.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

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“That b**h is shameless! She married another man so soon after getting divorced from Theo. That cheap woman! What a joke for that b**h to marry a waiter. She’s nothing after leaving Theo-she’s only fit to marry a lowlife s**m like Sebastian Carter!”

Cynthia’s harsh words against Rosalie made Yerick furrow his brows. Displeasure flashed past his eyes.

“Her husband is on the verge of death, but she refuses to donate his heart to me. She’s doing this on purpose. That bitch wants me dead! How could Theo lie to me? How could he have no way of dealing with her? He just doesn’t want to!”

Cynthia glared at Yerick.

“And you! Did you do this on purpose when you looked for this particular heart donor?”

She suddenly felt as though everyone had something against her, that everyone was plotting against her.

“Just listen to yourself,” Yerick said with a chuckle. “Do you think it’s easy to find a matching donor? I hacked into the hospital’s database, and found Sebastian Carter’s medical records. His heart is the most suitable match for you. It was purely coincidental. I didn’t have a choice, either.”

“What should we do now?” A thought suddenly came to Cynthia’s mind. “How about this? Kill Rosalie, and she wouldn’t be able to interfere with the transplant!”

Yerick sneered. “Even if I kill Rosalie, there’s still his parents and relatives. Am I supposed to kill them all? Do you take me as a killing machine?” “Aren’t you one?” Cynthia spat viciously. “You’re no decent person anyway, so what’s the difference between killing one and killing ten people? Kill anyone who opposes the transplant!”

“That’s very bold of you. You want to use me to kill everyone you hate and be your scapegoat.”

“Yerick Zeller, don’t forget that we’re on the same boat! You said you’d save me, so you can’t go back on your word! Otherwise, I won’t spare you even after my death!”

“Tsk, tsk. How frightening. How capable would your ghost be?” Yerick taunted.

Cynthia gripped the sheets tight. She knew she was in a precarious position right now, and depended very much on Yerick.

She softened her tone, and said, “What exactly would make you willing to help me? You have a way don’t you? I know you’re very smart, so help me think of a way. We’re a team. As long as you help me, I’ll come to your aid in the future. I’ll do anything you ask of me.”

“Really?” Yerick asked. “You’ll do anything I ask of you?”

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Cynthia nodded. “Yes, anything. Please, just save me.”

Yerick rubbed his chin. “To save you, I’ll have to kill another person whose heart is a match with yours.”

“Go and find one! I know you’re capable of doing so. It’s easy to kill someone. You should kill more people with hearts that match mine as a backup, in case anything happens.”

Other people’s lives don’t matter. Only hers was the most precious.

Yerick folded his arms and laughed. “You really are a vicious woman.”

“Would you cooperate with me if I weren’t vicious?” Cynthia went on. “I’ll be an excellent partner, you just wait and see! As long as you help me survive, I’ll make sure you’lKhave much to gain in time to come. You also said I’m your sister, right?”

Yerick sneered. “Yeah, you’re my sister. Be good and go to sleep. I’ll go find another heart donor for you.”

“Really?” Cynthia grabbed the hem of his shirt.

Yerick pried her fingers away, looking as though he despised her touch.

“Seems like you have many unfulfilled dreams. Your desire to live on is so strong.”

“That’s right. I can’t die,” Cynthia said through gritted teeth. “If I died, it’d make things way too easy for Rosalie. She’d be so happy to know the state I am in right now. I’m sure she deliberately refused to sign the agreement so that I’d die. That evil b**h! Just you wait. I won’t spare her!”

Cynthia’s body might be weak and frail, but her expression was fierce and vicious.

Yerick’s face turned cold as he turned to leave.

“Where are you going?” Cynthia asked.

Yerick looked back at her. “Didn’t you ask me to find you another heart donor? Just wait.”

“Alright. Hurry up, then,” Cynthia said anxiously. “Find a few more suitable donors to prevent s**d accidents like their family members not agreeing to it from happening.”

Yerick walked away, ignoring her comment.

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Chapter 475

Rosalie stayed by Sebastian’s side for a long time, refusing to leave. Christopher glanced at his watch, and threw a glance at Yvonne.

When the two of them left the ward, Yvonne asked, “Uncle, what’s the matter?”

“Take Rosalie back home for some rest. I’ll have someone watch over Seb,” Christopher said.

“I’m afraid Rose wouldn’t want to go back,” Yvonne said.

“Try to persuade her. Staying the night here wouldn’t help things, and would only serve to tire herself out. Make her have a good rest and come again tomorrow.”

Yvonne looked doubtfully at Christopher. “Why do I sense so much concern from you for Rose? The way you look at her is weird.”

Yvonne was usually rather blithe, but she had her thoughtful moments. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have seen through her brother’s feelings for Rosalie right from the start.

When she saw Christopher fall silent, she pressed, “What’s the matter? Are you upset with Rose? Do you think that since she’s a divorcee, she’s not fit for Seb? I guarantee you, Rose is a great woman, and…”

“Vonnie,” Christopher cut her off. “I didn’t mean that. It’s not my place to comment on your brother’s marriage, since your parents have no comments. That’s especially so for your father. I know what he’s like. Since he is happy with Rose, that proves that she isn’t a bad choice.”

Yvonne heaved a sigh of relief. “That’s good.”

“Can I ask you for a favor?” Christopher asked.

His serious expression filled Yvonne’s heart with doubt. “What do you need help with?”

“Take Rosalie back, and see if she has a red mole in the middle of her back.”

Yvonne’s heart leapt. “Why are you asking that?”

Her uncle’s request shocked her very much.

“Well…” Christopher glanced in the direction of the ward, and said with a slight smile, “Are you willing to help me? I don’t mean any ill-will, I swear.”

“I don’t understand. Isn’t this your first time meeting Rose? Why do you want to know whether there’s a red mole on her back?”

Christopher sighed. “I can tell you why, but can you promise me not to tell anyone about it, and that it’ll be a secret between both of us?”

Since he needed a favor from Yvonne, he had to tell her the truth.

Yvonne nodded. “Okay.”

In hushed tones, Christopher confessed, “Back then, my eldest brother had an illegitimate daughter. When my sister-in-law found out… Well, you know her. She’s not known for being benevolent and soft-hearted. To protect his

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help to send her away so his wife couldn’t find her. He doesn’t even know where his daughter was sent to. He passed away later, and his dying wish was to find his daughter.”

Yvonne was shocked. “Do you mean that Rose might be my eldest uncle’s illegitimate daughter? Why do you think so?”

“Because she resembles the woman he loved very much. The first time I saw her, had a very strong feeling about it. dug up some information, and found out that she was adopted-she just doesn’t know about it. That is why I had my doubts.” NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

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Yvonne was dumbfounded. She had never known about this.

“No wonder you looked so strange when you first saw Rose. If… If she really is my eldest uncle’s daughter, isn’t she cousins with Seb?”

Christopher nodded. “That’s what

I’m worried about, which is why I’m

asking you for help to confirm it. I saw the child back then, and noticed a red mole on her back. If this matches, she might really be his daughter.”

Yvonne was very nervous. She never expected things to turn out this way, and for her eldest uncle to harbor such a secret.

It had been many years since his eldest uncle died from cancer.

“Do my parents know about this?” she asked.

“They don’t. This is a well-kept secret of something disgraceful. Your eldest uncle wanted to find his daughter while he was alive, but he didn’t do so in consideration of his wife. So, can you do me this favor?”

Yvonne nodded. “Yes, I’ll help you. I want to get to the bottom of this, too.”

If Rosalie really was Sebastian’s cousin, their marriage would turn out to be ridiculous-although it was nothing but a sham in the first place. Sebastian might break down upon knowing this, too. He liked Rosalie so much, but the woman he loved so much turned out to be his cousin. If this had happened a few decades ago, marriage between cousins was commonplace and not a big deal. However, things were different now. Yvonne walked into the ward and toward Rosalie. “Rose, it’s very late. Let me send you back home for some rest.”

Rosalie shook her head. “I want to be with him here. I don’t feel tired at all.”

“Rose, there will be someone here taking care of Seb. He’ll be worried if he sees you staying up all night and not getting the rest you need.” “Vonnie, don’t try to persuade me. I really want to be by his side,” Rose insisted stubbornly.

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Yvonne sighed, and sat next to Rosalie. After a long while, she saw how seriously Rosalie was staring at Sebastian and felt a burden in her heart. If they really were cousins, their relationship right now…

No! She had to get to the bottom of the matter.

“Rose, have you considered the possibility that Seb might be able to hear us speak?” Yvonne said.

Rosalie turned to look at Yvonne. “I wish he could hear us talk.”

She truly wished so, but reality often turned out different from one’s wishes.

“I don’t remember where I read about it from, but apparently, people in coma are trapped in another world where they can hear people talking to them, but they can’t respond,” Yvonne said.

Rosalie leaned in close to Sebastian, and said sadly, “Seb, can you hear me talking? If you can, I want to tell you that I’ll never give up on you. I’m willing to do anything for you, as long as you wake up.”

Yvonne glanced at Rosalie. “Rose, you don’t look too well.”

Rosalie said, “I’m fine. It’s nothing compared to what Seb is going through right now.”

“How can you compare yourself to him?” Yvonne exclaimed. “Rose, I trust Seb can hear us talking. If he can hear you wanting to stay by his side and refusing to sleep, I’m sure he’ll be beyond worried.”

“Vonnie, I…”

“Rose,” Yvonne cut her off, “I know you want to keep Seb company. I can understand how you feel. But sometimes, you might just be over-emotional in wanting to stay by his side at the expense of your health. From Seb’s perspective, I’m sure he wants you to have a good rest. If you’re really worried about him and care for him, you should consider things from his perspective instead.”

Yvonne paused for a moment before going on, “What’s more, you’re pregnant right now. What if you fall sick? You’re already in poor health You barely managed to keep the child. If anything went wrong because of this, Seb would definitely blame himself for it. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

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“Rose, listen to me. We’ll come here again first thing tomorrow morning. Have a good rest, and get back the energy you need to stay by his side. If you stayed up all night, you’ll end up having to sleep in the day tomorrow or you’ll collapse. We’re made of flesh and blood, not iron and steel. You’ll have to sleep eventually.”

Every word Yvonne said made sense, and Rosalie had no reason to reject her.

Eventually, Rosalie sighed and nodded. “Okay, let’s go.”

She had to sleep eventually, and she couldn’t do without it. It was a good idea to regain some energy and return the next day to keep Sebastian company.

Seeing Rosalie moved by her persuasions, Yvonne heaved a sigh of relief. The two of them left the hospital.

While driving, Yvonne said, “I have a condo nearby. I’ll take you there. We’ll be there very soon. It has everything you need, like clean clothes and stuff. There should be no issues for you to stay there.”

Rosalie was beyond exhausted, not just physically, but mentally as well. She didn’t want to think about anything else, and simply nodded and went ahead with Yvonne’s arrangements.

Yvonne drove Rosalie to a condominium in the city center, which was considered prime land and filled with expensive properties. However, it was no big deal in the eyes of someone who was born into wealth like her.

Inside, she handed Rosalie a set of clean clothes that had never been worn.

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Yvonne passed Rosalie a change of clothes. “Do you want a shower first? Here are some clothes. Let me know if you need anything. I’ll grab it for you.”

Rosalie took the clothes, and glanced at them. She didn’t need anything else. “Thank you.”

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Rosalie smiled weakly as she followed Yvonne to the washroom. Very soon, the sound of streaming water came from inside.

Yvonne thought Rosalie had probably removed her clothes at this point. She grabbed a towel, approached the door of the washroom, and knocked on it.

“What’s the matter?” came Rosalie’s voice.

“I forgot to pass you a towel. May I come in?” Yvonne said.

“Hang on, I’ll go over and take it from you.”

“No need,” Yvonne said. “Go ahead with your shower. I’ll head in and give it to you. You might catch a cold. We’re all women, so don’t worry.” “Alright, then.” Rosalie didn’t reject Yvonne’s suggestion.

Yvonne opened the door and walked into the washroom. Rosalie was standing under the shower, her figure graceful and supple, a mesmerizing sight to behold.

Yvonne walked forward and hung the towel at a spot near to Rosalie where she could just reach out to grab it.

“I’ll hang the towel here.”

Rosalie nodded. “Sure.”

Before Yvonne left, she stared at Rosalie’s back for more than ten seconds.

When Rosalie realized that Yvonne still hadn’t left, she turned around and asked, “What’s the matter? Is there something else?” Yvonne shook her head. “Nothing. Have a good shower.”

After leaving the washroom, Yvonne shut the door and went to the living room. She sat on the couch, still feeling her heart racing. She picked up her phone, and sent Christopher a text.

[I saw it. There’s a red mole on her back as you said. It isn’t round, but more rhombic in shape, and very small.]

Christopher texted her back very quickly. [Got it.]

In the middle of the night, the corridor in the hospital was very quiet, with only nurses on duties doing their rounds in the wards.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

A nurse with a surgical tray in hand approached the bodyguard standing outside Sebastian’s ward, and said, “I’m here to check on the patient’s drip.”

The bodyguard stepped aside and opened the door for the nurse, who entered the ward.

She did a quick check, and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Then, she changed out Sebastian’s urine bag before going to his bedside and carefully retrieving a syringe.

She glanced at the door, and took

note of the time. Very swiftly, she flipped his body to his side, lifted corner of his hospital gown, and injected the needle in his back. After all the liquid in the syringe was injected, she pulled the needle out.

Everything happened so quickly, the entire process took less than two minutes.

When the bodyguard stepped in to check on things, he saw the nurse covering Sebastian with the sheets. His vitals on the monitor looked stable, and everything seemed normal.

The nurse walked out with the urine bag in hand.

The bodyguard saw that Sebastian was fine and shut the door, returning to his post outside the ward.

The next morning, Rosalie woke up from a nightmare, yelling, “Sebastian!”

In her nightmare, Sebastian was waving goodbye to her and telling her that he was going to a faraway place and never coming back. His final words were: “I love you.”

Rosalie hugged him tight in her nightmare, and broke down crying. She refused to let him leave, but his body floated further and further away.

She stood rooted on the ground,

unable to catch up with him. She could only stand there and watch him disappear into the distance. She was in so much pain, she felDas though she would die.

When she opened her eyes, she realized it was all just a dream.

Although it was a dream, it felt so real. Sebastian was still in hospital right now.

‘Seb,’ Rosalie thought, ‘as long as you wake up, I’ll be willing to do anything. I’ll do anything you ask of me. I’ll even be willing to let you love me!’

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Although, Sebastian only said that he loved her in her nightmare-not in reality.

However, as long as he could wake up, she would be willing to do anything he asked of her, even if he really loved her.

Yvonne heard Rosalie’s cries, and immediately knocked on her door. “Rose, what’s wrong?”

Rosalie wiped her tears, and sat up on the bed.

“I’m fine,” she reassured Yvonne.

She then got out of bed, and opened the door. Yvonne saw the pale and distraught look on her face, and became even more concerned.

“Rose, are you crying again?”

There were streaks of tears on Rosalie’s face.

“I’m fine. I just had a bad dream,” Rosalie said.

Yvonne sighed. “Do you want to sleep in a while longer?”

Rosalie shook her head. “Nah. The sun is up, it’s time for me to get up.”

Yvonne nodded. “Go wash up. I’ll prepare breakfast.”

“Let me do it,” Rosalie said.

Yvonne said, “No need. I’m in the middle of preparing it. I’m capable of putting together a breakfast meal. Go ahead and wash up first.” Rosalie nodded, and headed to the washroom in her room.

After she came out of the washroom, she saw Yvonne preparing breakfast in an open kitchen, a serious look on her face. There were toasts with sunny side up and oatmeal.

Rosalie looked at the spread before her, but didn’t have much appetite.

“What’s the matter, Rose? Are these not to your liking?”

Rosalie shook her head. “No, it’s just…”

“It’s fine that you’re worried about my brother, but you can’t skip meals. You have to eat a little, even if you don’t have an appetite. You’re not just eating for yourself now.”

Rosalie nodded. She had a baby to feed, and had to provide her baby with nutrients even if she didn’t feel like eating.

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of oatmeal, she received a call from the hospital. The caller told her that something had happened to Sebastian, and he was being sent to the operating theater. Content

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Terrified, Rosalie immediately rushed to the hospital with Yvonne. When they arrived, Sebastian was still in the operating theater. Christopher was waiting outside.

“Uncle, how is Seb?” Yvonne asked anxiously.

“He’s still being operated on. We have to wait to hear from the doctor regarding the specifics,” Christopher said.

Rosalie could hardly stand straight. Yvonne had to hold onto her and sit her down on a chair.

Christopher stared at Rosalie with a strange look. He walked up to them, and said, “The doctor operating on him is an expert I called over. They thoroughly examined Seb’s medical record yesterday, so don’t get so worried. For all we know…”

“Don’t comfort me,” Rosalie cut him off. “I don’t want to hear any hopeful words. I don’t want to end up disappointed. Say no more, both of you.” Rosalie covered her ears, hung her head low, and sobbed bitterly.

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Yvonne patted Rosalie’s back. “Okay, we won’t say anything. We’ll just wait quietly and pray for Seb.”

Just then, a voice came from along the corridor.

“How is Seb?”

Geoffrey and Xyla were here.

They had been at a secluded and quiet place, and were uncontactable by phone. Christopher had to send someone to that place and inform them in person.

Upon receiving the news, the couple threw everything aside and rushed over through the night.

Upon seeing her parents arrive, Yvonne stood.

“Dad, Mom… Seb is now…”

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Christopher stepped forward. “Come with me. I’ll tell you more.”

He brought the couple elsewhere, and explained the situation to them.

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Geoffrey and Xyla both fell silent after listening to Christopher.

Xyla glanced at Geoffrey, opening her mouth as if to say something, but she eventually kept her silence.

Geoffrey had never shown his vulnerable side to anyone, even when his son’s life was in danger in the operating theater.

He looked indifferent as he said to his wife and Christopher, “I need the washroom.”

Then, he turned to leave.

Xyla folded her arms over her chest, leaned against the wall, and sighed. “I didn’t expect something like this to happen.”

She didn’t look sad, but her expression was somber. If she were a stranger to Sebastian, her reaction would have seemed too much-but as his mother, her reaction was in fact slightly underwhelming.

Christopher stepped forward and asked, “How were things when you and Geoffrey were there?”

Xyla gave him a slight smile. “What else? We just sat around, staring at each other. Well, we did end up talking in the end. It’s been so many years since we had a good chat. Our talk was going pretty well when this happened to Sebastian, and we were called back here.”

“I’m sure there’ll be chances in the future after Sebastian’s ordeal blows over.”

“Will it ever?” Xyla said. “Sebastian’s already in such a bad state, I don’t want to make things worse, but we have to plan for the worst. What would we do if the doctor walked out and told us he died on the operating table?”

Her calm expression made Christopher wonder if Sebastian wasn’t her biological son. She was so calm, she didn’t look like a mother who deeply loved her son.

Perhaps she didn’t express her motherly love in the same way ordinary mothers did. She wasn’t one to express herself in an exaggerated manner.

Christopher said solemnly, “If there’s

really no other way left, we can only let nature take its course. Those who are left in this world will be sad for a while, but they have to continue living on.”

“Yeah,” Xyla said. “I’m going to have a change in my way of life, too.”

“What do you mean by that?” Christopher asked.

“Chris, I know you’ve been hinting for Geoffery to treat me better, to care more for me and love me more. But it’s been so many years, and you’ve tried everything. I don’t want him putting on a front under your threat,” Xyla said. Content property of NôvelDrama.Org.

“I saw this trip you arranged for us this time as our last chance to give it our best shot. If it doesn’t work, then I’ll forget about it. What I didn’t

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expect was for this to happen Sebastian even before we tried to

work things out, and we had to rush back.

“I think the heavens are telling me that we shouldn’t even try. It’s pointless.”

Christopher stood silent for a moment before asking, “What are your thoughts right now, then?”

“I’ll start preparing for a divorce,” Xyla said.

“Is your mind really made up?” Christopher asked with furrowed brows.

Xyla nodded. “I refused to believe I was about to wake up from a dream, and I dared not take that step forward. But I’ve thought things through.” Christopher sighed. He had always wanted to preserve his sister’s marriage, but since she had made up her mind, he naturally couldn’t say anything further.

It was her own life—if she was unhappy, he couldn’t force her to push on. It would only make her miserable.

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“Alright. No matter what decision you make, I’ll always support you. If you don’t want to hold out any longer, go ahead with the divorce. I’m sure you’ll find a better man,” Christopher said.

Xyla smiled bitterly. “Why bother? I’m already so advanced in years.”

“Just listen to yourself. You’re my sister, the daughter of the Jackson family, for goodness’ sake. Hordes of men vie for your attention, I’m sure.” Xyla looked at him, teary-eyed. “Chris, thank you for your support. I was a fool to insist on marrying Geoffrey back then. I was blind, and refused to listen to everyone’s advice.”

Her remorseful expression broke Christopher’s heart. He approached her, and put an arm around her shoulder, patting her gently.

“Should I teach Geoffrey a lesson for you? Just a word from you, and I’ll do anything you ask of me.”

Xyla shook her head. “No. He has never mistreated me over the years. It’s just that he didn’t love me as much as I wanted him to. I really had it coming. I just want to quickly let go of everything, and start anew. I still have the rest of my life to live.”

Christopher nodded. “Good that you think that way. Just tell me if you need help.”

Xyla rested her head on his shoulder, and nodded. “Thank you, Chris.”

Geoffrey rinsed his face in the washroom, and looked at himself in the mirror. He thought he was seeing double as his vision blurred.

He couldn’t believe this was happening to Sebastian.

All along, he had been very strict with his son. He knew he wasn’t an easy-going father, and definitely not one who was kind and gentle. In fact, he bordered on being harsh, almost cruel to his son.

That thought filled his heart with guilt. He was so harsh and strict with Sebastian not because he wanted to make Sebastian filial, but because of another reason.

It was because he was furious. Not with Sebastian, but with another person—and he vented his anger on his son.

Geoffrey pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. He wasn’t sure if the other party would answer his call, because it was Sydney.

After a while, the call went through; the other party greeted Geoffrey before he had a chance to speak. “Hello.”

It was a man’s voice, and not Sydney.

Geoffrey glanced at the number to confirm that he didn’t dial the wrong number.

“Hello,” the man repeated himself, “who is this?”

Geoffrey lowered his voice. “I’m looking for President Harper. It’s work-related. Where is she?”

“She’s showering. What’s your name? I’ll tell her when she’s out,” Wesley said.

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“Hello, did you hear me?” Wesley couldn’t hear him, and thought it must be a signal issue.

Geoffrey snapped back to attention, and said, “No need. I’ll call her again later.”

With that, Geoffrey hung up and sighed, his grip tightening over his phone.

Sydney came out of the washroom. Her brows furrowed upon seeing Wesley still there. “Why are you still here?”

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Sydney was very upset last night, and called Wesley over to keep her company. He should have left first thing in the morning while she was in the shower.

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“The cheek of you to ask me what’s wrong,” Sydney sneered. “Do you want me to humiliate you?”

“You do that every day. I’ve gotten used to it.” Wesley was so frequently insulted and humiliated by her, he no longer felt the sting.

“Syd, it’s been so many years. Can’t you feel my sincerity? We should lead our lives together happily. Life is short, after all.”

Sydney sat on the bedside, and smiled rather sardonically.

“Back then, I begged you for the exact same thing. You refused to listen. You hated me and looked upon me in disdain, while your heart lusted after another woman. Did you think about how short life was back then? Oh, I’m sure you did. You thought life was short, that’s why you wanted to be with the woman you care for the most.”

Her mention of that made Wesley say morosely, “But you’re the woman I care for the most right now. I love you.”