She wasn’t going to think about when Samuel was going to return home, and she refused to care about it.
Instead, she planned her schedule for the day before catching up on some sleep.
The feeling in her heart wasn’t sorrow, nor was it pain.
All she felt was numb.
No matter how she kicked up a fuss or threw tantrums, Samuel would still choose to send Nicolette back.
Ultimately, in Samuel’s eyes, she was much more important than Kathleen.
That was something she should have understood from the start.
The only reason why she had given him a month’s time was that she was stalling.
On the other hand, Samuel had sent Nicolette back to the hospital, but she was worried that he would return to Kathleen.
In all honestly, she was starting to get the feeling that she didn’t have complete control over his heart any longer.
She worried that if she let go for just a second, he would be gone forever.
Samuel and Kathleen had been married for three years.
He had already gotten intimate with her.
Nicolette had conducted some detective work of her own and discovered the servants at their house saying how he was head over heels for Kathleen.
She didn’t know if they were referring to Kathleen’s body or soul, but she couldn’t accept it regardless.
“Are you leaving, Samuel?” Nicolette’s face was twitching as she wept.
“I’m going to get the doctor,” he elaborated. “Tuck yourself in properly. I don’t want you to catch a cold.”
“I don’t need a doctor, Samuel. I need you.” She wrapped her arms around his waist and whimpered, “I’m not going to live long without any bone marrow, Samuel. Can’t you take pity on me and stay with me a bit longer?”
The look on Samuel’s handsome face was exceptionally grim. “I won’t let you die.”
“But Kathleen said she would never donate her bone marrow to me,” she complained. “Is she not satisfied with having been your wife for the past three years? All we have to do is give her more money after the divorce. If she hates me, I’ll kneel and apologize to her. I’ll do anything.”
“Calm down,” Samuel coaxed quietly. “I told you that I would think of something.”
Her eyes glistened with tears. “You said you would have a solution in three days, though. It’s been three days already, hasn’t it?”
“I know,” he mumbled. “Just lie down.”
He turned to leave after saying that.
Nicolette bit her lip. How could this be? What on earth is Samuel thinking?
In the meantime, Samuel went from the ward to the doctor’s office.
It just so happened that the doctor was on duty right then.
“What’s the matter, Mr. Macari?” he asked in surprise.
“Nicolette ran away in the middle of the night. Did you guys know about this?” he questioned with a grimace.
That shook the doctor to his core. “What? I’ll get someone to look for her immediately!”
“I’ve already taken her back.” Samuel’s stare was a hostile one. “I’m sure you know why I got Nicolette to stay here.”
Feeling confused, the doctor replied, “Yes, I do.”
“How have the last three days been? Did you find another suitable bone marrow donor?” Samuel cut to the chase.
“Yes. We found one, but she’s pregnant at the moment. She won’t be able to donate for the time being,” the doctor murmured.
Pregnant?
“When is she going to give birth?” Samuel inquired coldly.
“In another three or four months at least. That doesn’t mean she can donate right away, though. She won’t be able to donate during the breastfeeding period, either,” explained the doctor.
The air around Samuel was freezing. “Just tell me how long we have to wait.”
“At least a year,” the doctor answered.
“How long does Nicolette have to live?” asked Samuel.
The doctor quietly responded, “Half a year.”
However, the look in Samuel’s eyes gave him a scare, so he quickly added, “Naturally, if Ms. Yoeger cooperates with the treatment, she’ll be able to live a bit longer.”
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