The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1850

"Is it Ms. Bethany Salvador?"

In a foreign land, hearing her native language made Bethany slowly stop crying. She lifted her tear-soaked, swollen face.

The man before her was dressed impeccably in a suit but was completely unfamiliar to her.

"How do you know me?"

Bethany suddenly kneeled before him, devoid of dignity, clasping her hands together as she wept and pleaded, "Are you... Are you someone my father sent to help me? Please... Take me back to Savrow. I can't stay in this hellhole for another day! I'm sick-very sick! If I don't get treatment, I won't survive! How could my father abandon his own daughter to die?!"

The man remained expressionless. "I'm sorry, Ms. Salvador, but I'm not sent by your father."

Bethany slumped back down, her expression a mix of disappointment and despair.

"However, someone does want to see you."

hopelessness, Bethany followed the man to a luxurious car. As the car door opened, the first

a brand she used to love. Now, she could only look on with envy. The man said gently,

her courage, Bethany

elegantly inside was unexpectedly dressed in a white coat. Her delicate, smiling features exuded a warm, comforting presence. Bethany felt an instant surge of goodwill toward her. "Hello, Ms. Salvador, it's a pleasure to meet you,"

tears inexplicably welled up in her eyes and started streaming down

the drastic change in her life and the sudden diagnosis of a terminal illness.

handed her a tissue, full of

wiping her nose. "May I ask who you are? How do you know

can call

"Gold...?"

know someone really annoying with that last name. But you are much prettier and

so? What

The woman's smile deepened.

sensation. I was at the hospital for business today and saw you by chance. Seeing your current situation made me curious, so I followed you to learn more. As a fellow Savrow native, I want to help you and

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