“You just spat blood, didn’t you? Did it just happen, or has this happened before? Tell me what’s going on, Robert. No, come to the hospital with me – no, we have to go to a reliable place first, and where’s Ivan? Get him on it!”
Georgia was in a state of panic and didn’t know what to do. It had just been one thing after another, and she’d let her guard down, feeling that Robert’s body was balanced enough to wait on for a while.
But seeing that Robert was coughing blood, she couldn’t help but wonder how long this had gone on for and if Robert was hiding it all from her.
And also if his body was still worsening. The moment she considered those things, she almost went insane.
“I’m fine, Georgia, don’t panic. Come home with me now.”
“How could I not panic!”
Georgia crumbled.
“I can tell just from your expression that this isn’t the first time, is it! Didn’t I tell you before to tell me whatever situation it was and not to hide anything from me? No matter how much trouble we faced from how on! How could you do this to me, Robert? Am I your wife or not?”
Georgia sobbed, clapping her hand over her lips and keeping herself from whimpering.
Her body didn’t hurt physically, but the agony had her crouching down.
She felt like knives were stabbing at her chest and couldn’t stand.
She knew that Robert wasn’t telling her because he didn’t want her to worry, and she knew that he was keeping it from her to lessen her burden.
But she didn’t want this sort of feigned happiness. Why was she this useless?
Why did she believe such a mirage? Knowing full well that Robert’s condition couldn’t even be revealed in the hospital.
So long as the balance inside his body was broken, the cancer cells would spread uncontrollably.
Why did she let her guard down?
“I’m sorry, Georgia.”
Georgia didn’t speak. She turned away, angrier at herself than anything.
“I was wrong, darling.”
Robert grabbed Georgia’s hand. She tried to extricate it, but the man’s strength was too great.
Georgia remained silent and Robert leant over, kissing her on the cheek.
“I was wrong, Mrs. Simpson. There’s too many people outside. Could you come in to talk with Mr. Simpson? We’ll attract an audience like this.”
“You’re still concerned about an audience at a time like this?
Georgia couldn’t help but bellow in rage. But the moment she yelled, she saw Robert clutch at his chest.
She grabbed his hand, instantly concerned.
“What is it? Where is it now?
“No, why am I arguing with you? I’m so stupid. Let’s go for a checkup now. I’ll punish you later for lying to me.”
Georgia said that, and was preparing to head to the car gripping Robert’s hand and planning on doing an emergency test in the hospital.
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