In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 953

My brows snapped together at her words. I just couldn’t fathom her mentality. No matter how Parker entrusted her to Ashton and the others, more than ten years had passed, and they all had their own families now. Besides, they had provided and taken good care of her as much as they could. In my opinion, Ashton and Joe had done more than enough.

How could Rebecca take it as a matter of course? The woman was so self-centered to the extent that she thought their lives revolved around her. Even biological siblings had no obligation to take care of one another for life, not to mention that Ashton and Joe were not related to her by blood.

That was how selfish Rebecca was.

Holding Ashton’s hand, I went into the ward. There was no sign of Jared, so I became worried. “How’s the checkup? Where’s Jared?”

Helping me to take a seat, he brushed my question aside. “You’re pregnant now, so regardless of what’s happening around you, you’ve to take the baby and me into consideration. Can you do that?”

I froze at his words. Only then I noticed that his face was a little pale. Perhaps Rebecca’s attack scared the daylights out of him. I couldn’t help but smile. “Actually, I had seen it coming and was ready to defend myself, so Rebecca wouldn’t have been able to hurt me or the baby. I didn’t put myself and the baby in a dangerous situation.”

Exasperated, he sighed softly. “Even so, we can’t afford to let such things happen again. Most of the time, a lot of things are not within our controls.”

Nodding my head, I asked him about Jared again. “How are things going at Jared’s end?”

He heaved another sigh. “Be patient. He just finished the checkup. The results will be released only after one or two days.”

I was a little anxious. “But Summer’s illness can’t wait any longer. By the way, has the hospital found a suitable kidney for her?”

For a split second, the man appeared slightly dejected at the mention of this issue, but he quickly regained his composure and said, “Don’t worry. Trust me, I’ll definitely find a suitable one.”

I knew he had been asking around, but I was overcome with anxiety about Summer’s condition. Though she had gone through a few rounds of chemotherapy, the result was not ideal. Each therapy was a torment for her. Feeling that I was undeniably responsible for her illness, I didn’t even have the courage to see her now.