Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 887

Chapter 887 He Can't Get Through Himself

However, there were always accidents. If he really couldn't control his addiction, he would have to make other preparations.

This method was something that Kevin had never mentioned to Huston. It was impossible for him to not know about it. However, he would not say it unless it was necessary.

"Exchanging blood?" Huston furrowed his brows. He was unfamiliar with this word.

"Yes, to put it simply, the blood that matches you the most will be transferred to your body little by little. Of course, there will be other rejection reactions."

"How likely is that?"

"It's hard to say. There are many uncontrollable factors in the blood exchange treatment." He shook his head in disappointment. Otherwise, how could so many people find that their bodies were not getting better after the operation?

Huston pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his heart before saying, "As long as I can stop being addicted, I can bear the consequences."

"Huston, changing blood is not as simple as you think. Let me put it this way. If you really take this treatment, it will be different from an ordinary blood exchange. With your current physical condition, you need to change more than 60% of the blood in your body. It can't be done overnight. Everybody has an adapt period, and it will take nearly half a year at least." Lee still didn't want him to take this risk. "How about this? You take the conservative treatment first. If the addiction is too strong, we'll talk about this later, okay?"

Although Huston was anxious and wanted to withdraw from addiction at all costs and return to Evelyn's side, he knew that the only thing he could do now was to cooperate with Lee. This person would not harm him.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at the custom-made leather shoes on his feet. He nodded wearily and said, "Okay, let's do as you say."

...

On the other side of the ocean, Bert knew about this. Although he didn't know the details, he couldn't calm down after knowing that Huston had left her.

Sitting in the office with a floor-to-ceiling window and looking out of the window at the thick night sky, Bert took the phone from the table and clicked on the contact list. He found the familiar number. When he was about to press it, his fingertips stopped.

Half a minute later, he threw away his phone irritably, got up, and walked to the window. His tall back looked so lonely under the reflection of the lights.