Calvin took a long breath, trying to contain his emotions. Alana was indeed very beautiful and attractive, but she was very harsh towards him, probably because he was only her contract husband.
Calvin looked around, the sterile and cold hospital corridor did not convey the warmth he needed right now.
He felt alone, estranged from his previous life in his homeland of Barrion.
Since the war broke out between Barrion and its neighboring country, Han Xin, Calvin, and his sister fled to Hudden for a new life.
Calvin's family background and past glory were now nothing but ruins almost without a trace. Therefore, according to Calvin, whoever he and his family used to be, all of that was no longer important.
He reached into his jacket and retrieved a golden amulet.
It was his family heirloom, the most precious possession he owned.
Before his mother passed away, she entrusted the heirloom to Calvin with a solemn request to keep it safe.
Calvin stared at the golden amulet, taking a deep breath, as he contemplated whether selling it could save Lizzie.
However, he was reminded of his parents' message to always cherish it and never give it away.
Unbeknownst to Calvin, Lizzie wasn't asleep. Although her eyes were tightly shut, and her breathing sounded calm, she was still aware of her brother's presence around her.
Taking advantage of the moment when Calvin left, Lizzie carefully observed every step her brother took.
With a pounding heart, Lizzie lifted her IV pole and slowly walked towards the door. Each step was taken carefully to avoid making any suspicious noises. She pressed her ear against the door, trying to listen clearly to everything Calvin said over the phone.
Calvin's voice sounded faint but could be heard in Lizzie's ears. She listened attentively, her heart racing as she heard Calvin's plea to Alana.
Although Lizzie understood that Calvin was doing his best for her, she felt sad and guilty for causing her brother to be trapped in a difficult situation.
Every word from Calvin pierced Lizzie's heart, making her feel even more guilty for not being able to help her brother financially.
In the darkness of the quiet room, Lizzie felt alone with her worries and guilt. With a heavy heart, Lizzie returned to her bed after Calvin finished his phone call.
She lay down with a mind full of despair.
Calvin entered Lizzie's hospital room with a heavy heart. He saw his sister sleeping soundly in bed, her face calm despite her weakened body due to illness.
Calvin felt moved by his sister's condition but also felt anxious because he hadn't succeeded in getting the money for Lizzie's surgery.
Sitting on the sofa next to Lizzie's hospital bed, Calvin pondered over all the possibilities. His mind kept spinning, searching for a way out of this difficult situation. He felt trapped between despair and the burning determination to save his sister. With that thought, he fell asleep.
Calvin woke up in the morning to the sound of Lizzie's painful groans coming from her bed. Quickly, he got up from the sofa and approached his sister's hospital bed with concern.
"Lizzie, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Calvin asked in a panicked voice, trying to find out what was causing his sister's groans of pain.
Lizzie couldn't answer clearly due to the pain she felt. Her face was pale and cold sweat dripped from her forehead. She could only groan and hold her stomach, which felt painful.
"Calvin... It hurts so much..." murmured Lizzie with a voice strained by the unbearable pain.
"I'll find a nurse," said Calvin.
Without hesitation, Calvin quickly ran to the corridor to seek help from the nurses or caregivers on duty. However, when he found them and asked for help, the response he received made him even more panicked.
"Please, my sister is in a lot of pain in there! You have to help us!" Calvin exclaimed to one of the nurses with a panicked tone.
However, the nurse just shook her head casually. "Sorry, we're all very busy right now. You'll have to wait until we have time to respond, by the way, have you paid yet?" she replied indifferently, as if Lizzie's pain wasn't an urgent priority.
Lizzie groaned in pain again, trying to endure the unbearable suffering. She took a deep breath, trying to alleviate the pain that was engulfing her body. With great effort, she tried to call Calvin and give him instructions.
"Calvin... It's no use calling the nurse... In the drawer... There are pain-killers... Please get it for me..." Lizzie's words were interrupted by the unbearable pain.
Without hesitation, Calvin rushed to the drawer in the corner of the room and took the pain medication Lizzie had mentioned.
He then quickly approached his sister and gave her the medicine. In an instant, Lizzie swallowed the medicine, hoping it would alleviate the pain ravaging her body.
Both of them fell silent in tension and suffering, hoping that the medication would soon make Lizzie feel better.
However, behind the silence of the dark hospital room, they felt isolated and helpless in facing the haunting suffering.
"Lizzie, I will talk to Dr. Kevin Lang," Calvin said with a voice full of conviction, although he was slightly trembling due to the worries haunting his mind. "Maybe he can provide some relief or a payment postponement. Your surgery needs to be done urgently, and we can't wait any longer."Lizzie's face looked full of concern as she listened to Calvin's words. Her gaze reflected disbelief and fear of the possibility of Calvin's efforts failing."But, Calvin, Dr. Lang is a jerk. He won't help us. It's clear he loves Alana and resents her marrying you. That man will surely make things difficult. Did you see what the nurses just did? They didn't want to help me, even though I was in pain. Whose orders do you think that was?" Lizzie gasped for breath as she still struggled to hold back her pain. The pain reliever she just took only had a slight effect.Calvin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself before answering. "I have to try, Lizzie. We don't have any other choice. I can't let yo
Calvin's heart pounded as he tried to swallow his anger and pride so many times in the last five minutes. He pleaded with Dr. Lang, desperation lacing every word that escaped his lips. "Dr. Lang, I beg of you, please help us. Lizzie's life hangs in the balance, and I'll do anything, anything at all, to save her. Please, find it in your heart to help."Kevin's response was nothing short of disdainful amusement. He chuckled condescendingly, his eyes alight with a cruel gleam. "Oh, Calvin, you're always the one in distress, aren't you? But perhaps there's a glimmer of hope for your dear sister."A flicker of optimism ignited in Calvin's eyes at the mere suggestion of a possibility. "Is there? Tell me, Doctor, what must I do?"Leaning back in his chair, Kevin's smirk widened, his demeanor oozing with self-assured superiority. "Well, well, well, it seems there's a chance to save Lizzie's life after all. But, Calvin, it comes at a price."Calvin's brows furrowed in confusion, his mind stru
With a tempest of emotions raging within him, Calvin stormed back to Lizzie's hospital room, his heart pounding with anxiety and anger.His mind is full with how to find a good doctor who will treat his sister. He was half regret his decision of not signing the divorce paper for his sister’s sake.However, just as he burst into the room, his eyes widened in disbelief at the sight of another patient occupying the space where his sister should have been.The shock sent a wave of panic coursing through him, and he frantically scanned the room, searching for any trace of Lizzie.Where was his sister?!Spotting a nurse hurrying past in the corridor, Calvin lunged forward, desperation evident in his voice as he called out to her."Wait! What happened to my sister? Where is she?" he demanded, his tone a mix of fear and frustration.The nurse, preoccupied with her duties, turned to face Calvin with a look of mild irritation. "Mr. Hudson, I am sure you know what happened. . Your sister's room
“Poor girl, why is she alone?”“Where are her parents? How can they be so irresponsible?”Bystanders gossiped and finger-pointed.Some of them turned their heads as if avoiding a horrific scene.As Calvin drew nearer, his heart raced like a wild stallion within his chest, each beat echoing the tumult of his emotions.Through the haze of panic and despair, he began to discern the outline of a figure sprawled on the unforgiving pavement, the stark contrast of blood against the pale surface sending a jolt of terror coursing through his veins.There, on the floor, laid his sister, broken and fragile.With a voice choked with dread and desperation, he called out his sister's name, the syllables hanging heavy in the air amidst the chaos of the crowd.Anxious faces turned towards him, eyes wide with fear and uncertainty, parting like a hesitant tide to make way for Calvin's frenzied approach.With every step, his lungs burned with the effort of drawing in air, his mind consumed by a singular
As the guards closed in on him, their hands outstretched to pull him away, Calvin's grip on his sister tightened with desperate determination.His eyes, blurred with tears of anguish, caught sight of a blood-stained piece of paper clutched in Lizzie's lifeless hand. With trembling hands, he reached out, his fingers quivering as he carefully unfolded the crumpled note.Each word on the paper felt like a dagger in Calvin's heart as he read Lizzie's final message. Her handwriting, smudged with blood and tears, conveyed a profound sense of sorrow and resignation.Tears flowed freely down Calvin's cheeks as he absorbed the weight of her farewell and apology."I'm so sorry, Calvin," the letter began, the ink blotched and smudged. "I can't bear to burden you any longer. Knowing I can't be saved, I've chosen to release you from the weight of my struggles. Please forgive me and remember that I love you always."Calvin's hands trembled as he clutched the letter to his chest, the weight of Lizzi
Upon arriving at the rundown apartment he shared with Lizzie before he married Alana, Calvin immediately put his newfound abilities to use. He starts preparing to operate on Lizzie with whatever makeshift tools he could gather. The dimly lit room became his makeshift operating theater, the urgency of the situation lending him an almost frenetic energy. "Stay with me, Lizzie," Calvin murmured, his voice a mix of determination and desperation, as he carefully positioned himself beside his sister's unconscious form on the makeshift operating table. With trembling hands but a steely resolve, Calvin began the intricate procedure, every movement precise yet fueled by an urgency born of love and necessity. The sound of his rapid breaths filled the small space as he navigated the delicate task before him, guided by instincts honed by the system within the golden amulet. As he worked, Calvin discovered an innate ability to channel his energy into Lizzie's body, a lifeforce transfusion of so
Kevin, seated across from Calvin, gave a subtle nod to Lucy, who wasted no time in carrying out her brother's silent command. With a forceful motion, she thrust the large brown envelope onto the rickety table before Calvin, the action underscored by her haughty demeanor."Sign it," Lucy demanded, her voice laced with contempt as she stared down at Calvin.Calvin's stomach churned with dread as he watched the envelope land with a heavy thud. He knew all too well what it contained—a legal decree signaling the end of his marriage to Alana. Despite the weight of the situation, he refused to yield, his resolve firm and unyielding."I've already told you, I won't sign it," Calvin retorted, his voice steady but tinged with defiance.Kevin's lips twisted into a scornful sneer, his eyes narrowing in disdain at Calvin's refusal. "Stubborn as ever," he muttered derisively, his tone dripping with disdain.As the tension in the room escalated, Kevin's gaze shifted to the nearby bed where Lizzie la
Lucy's voice sliced through the tense atmosphere, each word dripping with contempt. "You're just a foolish, stubborn man," she declared, her tone laced with venom. "Your stubbornness will be the death of your own sister." Her eyes bore into Calvin, accusing him of a grave sin without remorse. "Why Mrs. Perry chose you as her husband, even if it was just a contract, is beyond comprehension."Calvin's fists clenched at his sides, his jaw tight with pent-up frustration. "That's enough, Lucy!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the dingy walls of the apartment. His anger surged, a tempest raging within him as he struggled to contain his fury.In a swift and determined stride, Calvin approached the door, his movements fueled by righteous indignation. With a forceful push, he swung it open, his gaze burning with defiance as he prepared to expel Lucy and Kevin from his sanctuary.But as the door swung wide, a chilling presence halted Calvin in his tracks. Alana stood there, her posture regal