NovelEnglishIn the hospital's resting area, Yvonne found a quiet spot for Rosalie to sit down. Worry was etched on Rosalie's face.
Yvonne sat beside her, and gently patted her shoulder. "Rose, no matter what happens, remember that Seb would want you to be okay." "Vonnie, are you prepared for the worst?" Yvonne sighed. "Sometimes, we have to face reality." "If that's what you think too, should we let Seb save someone else?" Although Rosalie wanted to hold on to this slim hope, deep down, she knew it was as good as nothing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYvonne shook her head. "I don't know. If I were you, I'd be very conflicted too. I hope my brother wakes up, but given his condition..." "Vonnie, I hope for a miracle, but right now, I really wish your parents were here. After all, my marriage to Sebastian isn't real. I feel it's unfair forto make this decision." "Rose, don't think like that," Yvonne said, holding her hand. "You are legally his wife, and that's what matters. Besides, my parents aren't here right now. You're the only one who can make the decision. You've been persistent in protecting my brother, and haven't been swayed by others. You've done well." "And what about you?" Rosalie asked. "You're his sister." "That's true, but you're here. You're his wife, so you're the first person we turn to for a decision. If you don't agree, my consent doesn't matter. If you agree and I don't, it still doesn't change anything." "What if you and your parents weren't here, and you had the right to make a decision? What would you do?" Rosalie asked.
"Let's not think about this for now. Let's wait and see. This is all we can do right now." Yvonne stood up. "Wait here for a bit. I'll get you something to eat." "It's okay. I'm not hungry." "Yes, but I'm sure your baby is. You need to be well-fed and nourished to be able to make the right decision for Seb." "Alright." Rosalie nodded.
As Yvonne went to get sfood for her, Rosalie slumped weakly on the table.
"Lord, please, let Sebastian wake up. He's a good person. He doesn't deserve this. Please!" she prayed.
Just then, a woman's voice cfrom beside her. "Are you Mrs. Carter?" Rosalie turned, to see a middle-aged woman walking toward her. She had an uneasy feeling, and could guess what was coming. Before she could answer, the woman was already at her side.
"Mrs. Carter, I heard your husband has little chance of waking up now." Indeed, Rosalie's guess was correct. The woman had cto get her to sign the consent form. But... How did his relatives find her? According to regulations, doctors weren't supposed to disclose donor information. If it wasn't the doctors who revealed it, how did the families of the patients find her? "Sorry, I don't want to discuss this right now," Rosalie said.
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"Mrs. Carter, my husband has been waiting for a liver for years. We finally found a match, and now, his life is hanging by a thread. Since your husband is close to the end," could you save my husband instead? I'm begging you!" the woman pleaded.
She was playing the victim very well, her eyes brimming with tears felt tears Rosalie a's the very uncomfort uncomfortable, a woman was blackmailing her emotionally.
She stood up, intending to leave, but several more people surrounded her. Again she tried to leave, but they blocked her path.
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