When There Is Nothing Left But Love

It was already night-time when we reached the hospital. Fortunately, we made a call beforehand and asked Cameron to get Mrs. Dune to prepare some food and send it to the hospital so that we could have a simple dinner.

My father pushed Summer over for a checkup. Cameron looked at me and said, “Your dad said that you might be able to find bone marrow that matches Summer. Is that true? Don’t do silly things, my dear. You’re pregnant now, and you need to make yourself a priority.”

Judging by how worried she was, I knew she was thinking that I was going to do a bone marrow match myself to see if my bone marrow would fit Summer. “Mom, you’re overthinking this. Ashton and my blood types don’t even match Summer’s. We wouldn’t have to be so worried if my bone marrow could match hers.”

Stumped, she paused for a moment before she replied, “Yeah, you’re right. What do you plan to do then?”

Armond gave me the card, but I did not have complete faith in that man. The only way I could find out if this was legit was if I made a trip to A City. If this indeed produced a viable lead, my plan was to make Ashton fetch Summer over there.

“Don’t worry about it. Summer is going to undergo chemotherapy soon. You need to take good care of her. Ashton and I are really busy, and we really need your help in this matter.”

I’m going to take care of Summer full-time now. And you, you need to

but decided against it. I’d better deal with things

pushed Summer back into the ward. The girl had fallen asleep, and he looked tired. He leaned back against the chair in a daze while Cameron asked the nurse on the things that she should look out for

glass

I could be as outright as I wanted. Zachary was almost dozing off but set

daughter, and as long as they’re legally sourced, it doesn’t matter

on it. Previously when I contacted them, they had mentioned that with the right price, the organs would be donated by children who died of unnatural causes. Your mother is really worried about me after knowing this. But don’t worry,

it’s better that you stay out of this. I will find out more when I go to A City. It’s not appropriate for you to get involved with this. The Moore family is going to be in

better if you’re the one to deal with this. I’ll ask Boris to come back from Moranta and accompany you to A

“Dad, how are you related to him? Judging by his status at Moranta, I don’t think he’s