Attracted By My Ex-wife novel Chapter 185

"The result is out. Charles is diagnosed with congenital leukemia," said Sam with a frown. At this moment, his heart was heavy with the news.

"What?" Trembling with fear, Anne stared at Sam, unwilling to believe the news at all.

Kevin's face also darkened. Charles who had woken up, waved his hands and giggled innocently. He had no idea how much pain this disease would bring to him.

"And you only learned about this now. Why didn't you find it out before?" Anne couldn't stop her tears from streaming down her face.

Kevin held her tightly, not knowing how to comfort her.

"I'm sorry, we did everything we could, but the baby was too young at that time, and there were many things that were not easy to find out at such a young age, matters that would appear after a period of time. Even if it was found early, the situation would be as difficult as it is now. Because the baby is too young, and the bone marrow transplant would be too risky. High intensity anesthesia and pain would also cause more harm than good to him."

Hearing the sorrowful voice of Sam, Anne felt as if she had fallen directly into the ice cave, miserably far from the joy of having a perfect life with Charles. This despair of losing the one she loved the most felt like she was being torn apart from her blood and bones.

"Will Charles get better?" Anne asked, trying to hold back her agony.

"It's hard to say," said Sam.

"We have no history of any hereditary diseases in the family. Why does he have it?" Anne sobbed.

Sam looked sullen. He had to be cautious with his words as a doctor. If he said it rashly, it would be irresponsible and against their ethics. But seeing that Anne was so falling apart, he assumed that she must be hating herself for not giving the child a healthy body.

"These diseases are often caused by genes, but if no one in your family experienced congenital diseases, then the possibility of genetic problems is very small. I can't help but think that maybe it is related to your fluctuating emotions and tense mental state during your pregnancy. Don't worry. Anne. I will take good care of Charles." Sam comforted.

At this time, because of too much sadness, Anne chuckled out unexpectedly.

Everyone knew how much she loved this child. There was no emotional bridge between her and Kevin. Everything she did, she did it for the baby.

She named him Charles, a royal name for a free man, hoping that he would be healthy at liberty all his life. But she didn't expect that the name would be so ironic.

"Why would she have a tense mental state during pregnancy?" Kevin asked, confused about her reaction. His face was saddened, his eyes lost in thought.

He was so anxious that he feared being given an answer that would make him feel perturbed.

But apart from being a friend of Kevin, Sam also liked Anne. Even if Anne had always wanted to set him up with Emily, he had always been loving this lonely and stubborn woman in his heart.

"Well, you can ask yourself if you have hurt her during her pregnancy. Anne, I'll take you to drink some water. I'll have someone take care of Charles."

After saying that, Sam took Anne directly to the lounge, regardless of whether she agreed or not.

A rare look of aching appeared on Kevin's face.

He knew how deep Sam condemned him, more so his actions. If they hadn't been friends for so many years, Sam would have made him pay for the consequences of his doing.

But he knew that he deserved it.

He looked at Charles with red eyes. The whole room seemed to be filled with great grief. Getting a glimpse of Charles's innocent smile, he felt guilty.

When he saw the naivety of the child, the flashbacks of all the ill-treatment that he had done to Anne unveiled in his memory.

For a moment, he didn't know how to make up for the damage he had caused to Anne.

The hospital lounge was designed for moments like this. Plants were known to relieve the anxious relatives of the patients, and there were ten pots of such flora.

But Anne was mourning, her eyes were soaked, and her hands were cold as ice. Her thin body weakened as if it was about to crumble from bearing the tremendous amount of pain in her heart.

Sam accompanied her and tried his best to calm her down, but in the end, he realized that there was nothing he could do.

He knew that when Anne was in the most devastating time of her life, the child was her lifeline of happiness.

"Sam, why should I be Charles' mother? He is so full of life, but I took that away from him. He doesn’t deserve this."

Covering her head and bawling bitterly, Anne sat on the chair with her body in a strange curled posture. Her sadness was everywhere. It lingered in her bloodstream, and she couldn't let it out.

"Anne, listen to me. You have done a good job as a mother. It's not your fault. You raised him with love. Charles is a strong boy; he will recover from this. I will find the best available technology capable of treating him and find a suitable donor for the bone marrow transplant. We will cure Charles of this suffering."

Sam reached out his hand to comfort Anne but quickly abstained from doing so because he didn't know if his comforting touch would make her cry less.

"I hate Kevin. I know it's useless, but I just hate him."

Anne tightened her fingers gradually until it formed a clenched fist. Fortunately, she didn't agree to be back to him.

Otherwise, how could such a hatred, which had nowhere to vent, be appeased?

"I know, I know." Sam opened her hand and slowly rubbed her frosty hands to warm her body up.