Coming out of Morrison Group Tower, Bethan immediately hailed a taxi to the hospital.
Upon hearing that she had an emergency, the driver drove faster, reaching the hospital in less than zo minutes.
Leaving the car, Bethan went straight into the hospital. With a queue waiting for the elevator, Bethan gave up taking the elevator and chose the stairs instead.
Soon, she reached the 13th floor.
This was the floor where the donor was signing the agreement, according to what Anne told her on the phone.
Panting heavily, Bethan lowered her eyes and looked at the time.
Thank goodness, she was still on time! The donor definitely had not left yet!
“My, my, isn’t this Ms. Bethan? Why are you so tired?” a woman’s ridicule-laced words rang in her ears.
Bethan furrowed her brows and subconsciously lifted her head.
In front of her, Fiona had her arms crossed at her chest as she looked at Bethan coldly.
“Why are you here?”
She knew Fiona was at the hospital, but should she not be in the department where she was at the day before?
Why was she here?
“Of course, it’s because you’re here. I ‘m here to do whatever you’re doing.”
Fiona smiled and chuckled a little. She slowly went in closer to Bethan’s ear.
“Relax, the donor has already signed the agreement–your son won’t die. When he’s cured, take your b* stard son and leave.”
Bethan was instantly alarmed by Fiona’s words.
Fiona had come to the hospital to look for the donor, too?
Fiona was so unforgiving to Bethan. How would she be willing to see Nigel get cured or see her have a happy family?
At that thought, Bethan clenched her fists so tightly that her fingers cracked.
“Fiona, if something goes wrong with my son’s bone marrow transplant, I’ll never forgive you! “
Fiona laughed gently before bringing herself closer to Bethan’s ear again, softly saying, “I look forward to it. I also want to see what other tricks you have up your sleeve to go up against me, now that you’re at your wit’s end.”
With a soft chuckle, Fiona went around Bethan and left.
Bethan was rooted on the spot as she watched Fiona leave. She bit her lip sharply.
Nigel was her bottom line.
If Fiona truly interrupted the matter of the donor donating its bone marrow cells to Nigel…
She would drag Fiona down to be buried with Nigel!
Once Fiona left, the office door in the distance was opened.
A doctor was holding the camera while talking to a young man.
“Mr. Moore, the video has been recorded, and we’ve also signed the agreement. There should be nothing else for the next few days. If we need to do any related check-ups, we’ll contact you.”
The man was in an azure -colored suit. He stepped out as he smilingly replied to the doctor, “Don’t worry. If you have any questions regarding the donation, you can just look for me. I’ll bear full responsibility.”
Bethan remained in the same spot looking at the scene unfolding. She was stunned.
The video.
The agreement. The donation.
Bethan bit her lip and looked at the man in the distance. Was he the one donating his bone marrow cells to Nigel? “By the way, ” the man continued at that moment, “
Can I go see the child? It’s nothing much. I ‘m just concerned.”
“After all, he and I are still related. Can I see him?”
The doctor was in a bit of a pickle.
“Uh… The child isn’t at the hospital for the time being. If you want to visit him, you might need to contact his mother. Get his mother to take you there.”
Upon hearing their conversation up to that point, Bethan was almost certain that the man was the donor who would donate his blood marrow cells to Nigel!
Bethan forcefully suppressed the excitement in her heart. She wanted to go up and speak to that man, but she was afraid that she would be too excited and thrilled, that man might notice something was off.
She still remembered that the doctor had said the donor did not want anybody to know his identity.
“Okay. Could you give me the mother’s phone number, then? I’ll contact her myself.”
The doctor nodded. “It’s possible, but…”
“Don’t worry. I won’t mention a thing about today.”
After Christian saved the child’s mother’s phone number, he thought of how to approach Brettley’s child while keeping his phone.
At that moment, he noticed a pretty lady standing by the entrance of the elevator in the distance, looking at him closely.
He conceitedly combed his hair and swept a flirtatious glance at Bethan.
Bethan was speechless. She pursed her lips, turned, and left.
Anyway, she had already seen that the man had saved her number. He would contact her sooner or later.
Rather than awkwardly meeting him there, she would prefer he contacted her on his own.
Perhaps, that way, that man might feel he has kept his identity a secret rather well. She would not know that he was the donor.
At the hospital downstairs.
Fiona opened the car door and immediately got in the backseat, sighing as though she had just survived a dangerous ordeal.
Brettley, who sat at the front passenger’s seat, passed her an opened water bottle.
“Thank you.”
Fiona took a mouthful of water before pretending to be nervous, patting her chest.
“I had a scare back there, Brettley. Thank goodness your phone call came in time, or I might’ve been exposed! Bethan came in right when I left. I was afraid that she might find out my identity, so I purposely said some ugly words to her.”
Fiona blinked her innocent eyes and looked at Brettley from the rearview mirror.
“You won’t be angry at me, right?”
Brettley smiled and looked ahead. “Why should I be angry?”
Then, he flatly looked at Fiona. “Why do you know Christian Moore?”
Fiona paused a little. She cleared her throat.
“I… He was my junior when I was studying abroad. He used to pursue me, but I had no feelings for him. We never contacted each other after that.”
She then lowered her gaze and smiled. “I never would’ve thought he was your nephew.”
At the thought of Christian, a hint of resentment involuntarily flashed across Fiona’s eyes.
That man knew too many of her secrets. She had to think of a way to shut him up.
When Bethan came out from the hospital, she saw Brettley’s Maseratee leaving.
Looking through the window of the car leaving, she could vaguely make out Brettley and Fiona’s face.
She harrumphed coldly.
Previously, when Brettley got Fiona to head to the hospital, Bethan was still confused. Fiona was not injured that day. Why did Brettley get her to go to the hospital?
At that moment, she finally understood.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.