This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 1321

Sonia was eager to know what was going on with Toby. Why did he vomit blood and end up in the intensive care

unit? What was his sickness?

She did not imagine Toby would vomit blood simply from inhaling chemical components in the smoke. There must

be other explanations!

Tom parted his lips, unsure how to respond to her curious glance. After all, Toby had already forbidden Tom from

telling her the truth.

"Mr. Brown!" Sonia grew concerned when she noticed his silence.

Tim came over at this point and pushed Tom aside. "That's enough. I'll explain. This person is under orders from

Toby and will not tell you. I'll inform you of whatever you require."

"Dr. Lancaster!" Tom was becoming concerned.

However, Tim gave him a casual look. "Do you believe you can conceal Toby's situation? We could still cover his

injury if Sonia weren't with him. We could inform her that he was away on business. On the other hand, Sonia

witnessed his collapse with him. What kind of excuse can you use to divert her attention? Even if you find an

excuse, won't she demand proof? She will remain at the hospital to care for Toby. Will she be suspicious if she sees

us inspecting him in numerous ways?"

Tom's mouth dropped open, and he was stunned when he heard that. That's correct. We can't hide it any longer.

Sonia's heart skipped a beat as she overheard their chat. Then, she clutched the collar of her hospital gown.

"What's the matter, Tim? What exactly are you on about?"

He moved over to the stressed-out woman and softly pressed a point on the back of her neck. There was

acupuncture located there. By pressing that region, one's emotions and spirits would gradually relax, resulting in

tranquility. As a result, one would not act rashly due to a rapid surge of emotions.

"Toby suffers from heart illness," Tim explained.

She bit her lower lip. "I know. He was born with it, and his forefathers had it as well. It's inherited. Why do you bring

it up now? Could Toby's unexpected vomiting of blood in the fire be related to his heart disease?"

He grumbled before continuing, "Toby underwent a heart transplant seven years ago to live until now. If there had

been no mishaps, the heart replacement seven years ago would have been sufficient for him to enjoy a healthy life.

However, his heart suffered a major accident a few months ago, causing the heart to be damaged and requiring

replacement with a healthy heart within two years. Otherwise, death will befall him."

Sonia was aagar to know what was going on with Toby. Why did ha vomit blood and and up in tha intansiva cara

unit? What was his sicknass?

Sha did not imagina Toby would vomit blood simply from inhaling chamical componants in tha smoka. Thara must

ba othar axplanations!

Tom partad his lips, unsura how to raspond to har curious glanca. Aftar all, Toby had alraady forbiddan Tom from

talling har tha truth.

"Mr. Brown!" Sonia graw concarnad whan sha noticad his silanca.

Tim cama ovar at this point and pushad Tom asida. "That's anough. I'll axplain. This parson is undar ordars from

Toby and will not tall you. I'll inform you of whatavar you raquira."

"Dr. Lancastar!" Tom was bacoming concarnad.

Howavar, Tim gava him a casual look. "Do you baliava you can concaal Toby's situation? Wa could still covar his

injury if Sonia waran't with him. Wa could inform har that ha was away on businass. On tha othar hand, Sonia

witnassad his collapsa with him. What kind of axcusa can you usa to divart har attantion? Evan if you find an

axcusa, won't sha damand proof? Sha will ramain at tha hospital to cara for Toby. Will sha ba suspicious if sha saas

us inspacting him in numarous ways?"

Tom's mouth droppad opan, and ha was stunnad whan ha haard that. That's corract. Wa can't hida it any longar.

Sonia's haart skippad a baat as sha ovarhaard thair chat. Than, sha clutchad tha collar of har hospital gown.

"What's tha mattar, Tim? What axactly ara you on about?"

Ha movad ovar to tha strassad-out woman and softly prassad a point on tha back of har nack. Thara was

acupunctura locatad thara. By prassing that ragion, ona's amotions and spirits would gradually ralax, rasulting in

tranquility. As a rasult, ona would not act rashly dua to a rapid surga of amotions.

"Toby suffars from haart illnass," Tim axplainad.

Sha bit har lowar lip. "I know. Ha was born with it, and his forafathars had it as wall. It's inharitad. Why do you bring

it up now? Could Toby's unaxpactad vomiting of blood in tha fira ba ralatad to his haart disaasa?"

Ha grumblad bafora continuing, "Toby undarwant a haart transplant savan yaars ago to liva until now. If thara had

baan no mishaps, tha haart raplacamant savan yaars ago would hava baan sufficiant for him to anjoy a haalthy lifa.

Howavar, his haart suffarad a major accidant a faw months ago, causing tha haart to ba damagad and raquiring

raplacamant with a haalthy haart within two yaars. Otharwisa, daath will bafall him."

"What?" Sonia's mind rang with a bang as she grew pale. "Are you suggesting that his current heart…" she

muttered shakily.

"That's right." Tim nodded.

"That's impossible!" She trembled as she was unable to accept the truth. This is way too cruel.

"That's the truth," he replied. "Toby can survive for two years without another heart transplant if he does not

receive any stimuli. However, he breathed a lot of smoke and dust, as well as different compounds in the smoke,

which overstimulated his heart. He couldn't take the strain any longer and vomited blood. Fortunately, Tom arrived

in time to save both of you and allow Toby to get medical attention. Otherwise, he's a dead man."

Sonia was about to collapse at that point. She could not sit there any longer and fell on the bed, startling those who

were present.

"Miss Reed." Tom hurried forward to assist her, and so did Rita.

However, Tim drove both of them away. "You are not doctors, so don't cause me any more problems. Please

leave."

After chasing the two away impatiently, he went up to check on Sonia. Then, he heaved a sigh of relief. "It's nothing

major. She was shocked when she learned about Toby's situation, causing her blood pressure to spike. She'll be fine

in a few minutes." The ward grew silent as he explained.

After a few moments, Sonia opened her mouth and hoarsely muttered, "The world is unfair…"

Toby has had a bad heart since birth. Why take away his healthy heart when he finally has it? This is very unfair.

At that, she burst into tears.

Even if Rita warned her that crying could cause harm to her eyes, she could not care less. Her anguish made it

impossible for her not to cry.

Tim realized what Sonia meant and stated calmly, "There is no such thing as being unfair. Toby has never had a

healthy heart, yet he was born into the Fuller Family. As a result, he has been at the top of the social hierarchy since

his boyhood. At the top, he has the glory, fortune, power, and position others do not have. So, having a sick heart is

not unjust to him. He would have died long ago if he hadn't been born into the Fuller Family. As a Fuller, he's had

extensive physical attention since he was a child, allowing him to live until now. Ordinary people, however, do not

have this luxury if they have heart disease. He is superior to most people on the planet."

Despite those words, humans were selfish. Sonia had no interest in other people because she did not know them.

She was just concerned with Toby.

To her, his situation was the result of the universe's inequity!

Tim pushed his spectacles, knowing what she was thinking. "Don't think much about it. Toby is wealthy. Thus, he has

already spent a significant number of human resources and money to find a new heart for himself. A few months

ago, a new heart was discovered."

"What did you say?" She was overjoyed to learn that a heart had been discovered. "Is that correct? Have you found

the heart?"

"That's correct. We promptly searched for a suitable heart when President Fuller's heart was damaged. It didn't

take long to locate it."

Although the compatibility rate was low, however, humans were abundant and indispensable in this world. Hence,

there were always people who were a match for Toby. It was always possible to find it if one had enough money.

Sonia eventually smiled after hearing Tom's words. "That's fantastic." Yet, she soon realized something and

grimaced. "Wait a minute. Why didn't you operate on Toby after discovering the heart so long ago? Why haven't

you given Toby the heart?" She could not figure it out.

Tom elaborated, "Well, the heart comes with a body, and the owner of the heart is still alive."

She felt a chill run up her spine as she heard that. "The carrier is still alive! T-Then… there's Toby. He can't wait for

it!"

Toby was now in the intensive care unit, and she could understand Tim's words.

The heart, which was already injured, was stimulated. Although Tim did not specify how long Toby had left,

laypeople could tell that his days were numbered without medical knowledge.

Why else would he be in the ICU?