Goodbye You Never Loved Me novel (Martha and Stefan) novel Chapter 164

Stefan got a lump down his throat when he heard this and asked, "Hasn't he received treatment already? Why..."
Why didn't he have time?
How could it be possible?
Stefan's hands were unconsciously clenched at his sides. He was looking at Rupert with his deep, penetrating eyes.
Martha said with a bitter smile, "Jimmy is born with this illness."
"Then why didn't you bring him to me earlier?"
Stefan's eyes widened, and he questioned Martha in a hoarse voice.
Martha stared at the man, who was in no position to blame her, and said ironically, "Would you believe me if I brought him to you?"
Hearing this, Stefan stiffened and pursed his lips without a word.
Would he believe her?
Although he refused to admit it, he knew the answer.
If Martha had come to him with Jimmy earlier, he would not believe her.
But now... What should he do about Jimmy?
Stefan clenched his fists, with sadness in his eyes.
He had just met his son, and now he had to see his son's life fading.
For a moment, there was silence in the exam room.
In the meantime, in the ward.
Jane was sitting in a chair, looking at the sleeping boy on the bed, with some regret in her eyes.
The boy's long eyelashes quivered, and his chubby little face was somewhat pale, but he looked lovely all the same.
She reached out her hand and pulled up the covers for him. Thinking that his time was running out, she had red eyes.
Jimmy was only four years old. She watched him grow up.
Was there really no way to save him?
When she thought of this, her hands froze.
Jane got up, went to the window, took out her cell phone and called someone.
Soon the call was answered, and a processed voice came over the line.
"What's up?"
Jane held the phone tightly in her hand and sweated unconsciously.
"Jimmy is not doing well and Stefan is not a match."
The person on the other side of the phone said nothing for a long time.
Then, his cold voice came again, "Got it."
As the man was about to hang up, Jane finally made up her mind and said, "He might only have a few months now. Aren't you coming to see him?"
After she had said this, she waited a long time without hearing any response.
She frowned slightly and said urgently, "No matter what, Jimmy is your..."
Before she finished, she heard the busy tone on the phone.
Her unfinished words stuck in her throat.
Jane looked down, her eyes written with sorrow and disappointment.
She sat back in her chair again and looked at Jimmy.
But at that moment her eyes were both sad and remorseful.
Soon after, there was a noise outside the door, and it was pushed open.
It was Stefan.
Jane looked at him, nodded, and left the ward.
She knew that Stefan would only dare to come in when Jimmy was asleep.
Although Jimmy... She knew that he really missed his father.
There was not much time for the two of them to get along.
In the ward, Stefan looked at the sleeping boy and frowned, his eyes dark with guilt and remorse.
Jimmy did not want to call him "dad". He deserved it for what he had done.
Now, all he wanted was to look at him.
Stefan gently took Jimmy's little hand in his palm.
He was afraid of awakening Jimmy, and he did not want to see Jimmy resist his touch, nor did he want to let go.
This was his son, who was only four years old. He should have enjoyed a wonderful childhood, but now he was suffering.
He held Jimmy's little hand, and said in a low voice, "Actually, when I first saw you, I felt you familiar to me, but I had never understood why I felt this way."