Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 493

In Banyan City, Florence was anxiously waiting in the hospital lounge for Ludwik to wake up. After donating 500cc of blood to Natalie, she knew she had some leverage to discuss with him.

Suddenly, a call from Holly turned her world upside down.

"I told you to be careful, not to transfer any money, and to be wary of Whitney's tricks, didn't I?"

"It's your father who wouldn't listen to me. He was watching me like a hawk. When I sent money to your aunt, he actually followed your uncle..."

Holly was both frantic and furious. "He's determined to get a divorce now, already drafting the agreement with a lawyer at home. Florence, you need to talk to your grandma!"

"I won't let Dad leave you like this!" Florence assured, though her eyes darkened with concern.

Myra had quickly packed their bags. "Leave a note for Ludwik. We're heading back to Emperor City first."

After nodding, Myra went to carry out her task, while Florence left the hospital.

Four hours later, Ludwik awoke in the emergency room and immediately went to see Natalie.

Outside the intensive care unit of the hematology department, Dr. Ford discussed a new treatment plan with him.

"Mr. Lippert, our initial plan was to strengthen Natalie's condition for a bone marrow transplant in six months. However, after the harrowing experience with the blood transfusion, I believe waiting for monthly transfusions is risky. If Ms. Sheldon decides to cancel last minute again, and Natalie has to endure another night waiting, her body might not withstand it. Her condition is deteriorating rapidly due to chemotherapy and her spinal marrow's failure to produce blood. She might not make it another six months. I suggest we take a risk and move the transplant up to next month. I believe we have a 50% chance of success..."

Ludwik closed his eyes tightly. Florence's last-minute withdrawal had nearly cost his mother her life.

"A month it is, then," Ludwik agreed after a moment of consideration.

Dr. Ford looked concerned. "The situation is dire, and Natalie might not last till the planned date. You should discuss this with Ms. Sheldon back in Emperor City."

"Florence?" Ludwik turned to ask Felix.

"Florence rushed back to Emperor City four hours ago. She didn't say why, and you were still unconscious," Felix informed.

Ludwik frowned but remained silent.

Inside the room, Natalie's eyes fluttered open weakly.

Ludwik stood up from his wheelchair, ignoring the pain from his surgery wound, and took slow, determined steps towards her.

"How long have I been out? Ludwik, why are you back from Emperor City already?" Natalie asked, struggling to breathe.

Ludwik had returned once before the transfusion to check on the arrangements. Now that the transfusion was complete and his mother's condition slightly improved, she was unaware of the recent events.

Ludwik pressed his lips together, holding onto her frail hand. "Mother, you need to focus on getting better."

"Am I dying, Ludwik? You lied, saying it was just organ failure. But I'm not a fool; my health has only worsened, and now I've been unconscious. Tell me, what is my illness?"

Ludwik remained silent, unwilling to reveal her leukemia might be linked to the medicine Whitney had provided over the last three years.

"It's not a severe illness. You've been sick for years, and recovery won't be easy," he reassured her.