Blackmailed For Love

"Hello, Dr Ch'ing."

I said into my phone.

"Hello, Kristian."

Jia Li, the specialist I had contacted after learning about Elsa's mother greeted me on the other end.

"How are you?"

"I am doing alright.

I just wanted to know how things are coming along? Are they still there?"

1 "Oh, yes.

I had some tests run to get to know better about my patient."

I heard some papers shifting and she explained, "Mrs Huxley has passed well into stage II of Breast cancer, but it's not worse.

There are new procedures and treatments we have been working with.

Right now, there is multi-modality treatment consisting of surgery, chemotherapy, radiation therapy and hormonal therapy.

We will diagnose which treatment would suit her the most and it will require time and patience on both our parts.

Sometimes she would have to remain in the facility to keep her under observation."

"How much time will it take?"

I asked.

"At least three months and then it depends on how the patient is reacting to the treatment so it could be six or seven months."

1 She paused and I got the impression that she wanted to say more.

"Is there something you want to tell me, Dr Ch'ing?"

"Actually, it was just that as you've told me that you'd be the benefactor of all the expenses for Mrs Huxley's treatment, so I just wanted to let you know that a lot of this could've not been necessary if she had been taking her medicines and having regular check-ins with her doctor.

The cancer has worsened because most of her medicines aren't effective anymore and from what she told me she hasn't been taking them like she should have."

I remained silent for a while, my fingers curling into fist.

It made me fucking angry to think that Elsa had been neglecting her mother's health, but I knew that she loved her mother so it begged the question what the fuck happened to the money she had gotten.

But I pushed that thought away as I asked another question that was inhabiting my mind since I googled about breast cancer.

1 "Is this hereditary? What is the percentage of her daughter being diagnosed with the same?"

I asked and held my breath, suddenly I felt uneasy to know what she had to say about it.

2 "Breast cancer is one of the inherited cancers, passed through genes, but I don't think Mrs Huxley's daughter would be at risk of the same as she was diagnosed four years back only."

She added, "But I would suggest to have the tests done, to put our minds at ease."

"Hmm…"

I murmured.

"Thankyou for your help and clearing your schedule for me."

a problem

sister I am all too happy

my head, feeling

my job,

didn't do anything but my

sister was in an abusive relationship with her husband, who being a sadistic bastard deserved worse than the ten years behind the

"All the same, I'm very thankful to

are supposed to be on

apologize on

all men could be like

Honored and kind."

my regards to

Good day, Dr Ch'ing."

call and admitted to myself that I was a hypocrite

like Dr Ch'ing

treatment there was, just so

out of the goodness of

i'd had once, she stomped

think about was how to get back at her for the way she had thrown my

had lowered to see the fear and panic in

bothering her but then she had lashed out at me and all I wanted to do was to grab her hair and

me was the children playing in the park

soon enough I will have her

Again.

restaurant I had given in when I had seen the

the shed where she had looked at

and again, I had given

last night was the same, but this time I wouldn't

time, I would be the one for whom she would

the other way

and still she got what

innocence she still wears and uses it to

1 "Is this alright?"

she adjusted the bed for my

gave her a small smile

you going to be okay? I have to

squeezed my hand, her hold lacking her usual strength because of all the drugs

to new drugs and for that they are going to keep

"I will be fine.

here to

Don't worry."

and

we were escorted in after our check up with Dr Ch'ing in the main hospital was nothing like a medical facility but more like a four star

hours since I left her, I was now starting to come out at the seems to go back to

"Go.

I'll be fine."

My mother insisted.

was hearing our exchange said, "You can leave and don't

needs anything, each of the patients here have their own personal nurses

kissed my mother's cheek one

way to the apartment my thoughts were haywire,

several, one being the arsehole

daughter and what Mom

because she knew the topic upsets me she had turned her questioning to my mother who had been too happy