Against Cruelty, She Grew Strong (by Anastasia Glover) novel Chapter 640

Chapter 640 A Ruined Kitchen And Hidden Softness

That was exactly the sight he walked in on.

To make it worse, the chatter of two nurses drifted over to his ears.

“I’m so envious. They have such a beautiful relationship.”

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“Right? He’s seriously ill, none of his family came to visit, only his girlfriend stays by his side through everything. I believe in love again!”

Bang.

A trash can was kicked hard, making a deafening crash.

The noise cut the nurses‘ conversation short. They glanced nervously at the man who looked impossible to provoke.

His eyes were terrifyingly fierce!

Tammy only stopped after having her fill of fun. A thin layer of sweat covered her forehead, and she grinned widely, “Did you have fun?”

Lucas nodded with a smile, “Yeah. It’s nice that you don’t treat me like a sick patient.”

Tammy nodded back, “I don’t even treat you like a normal person.”

They locked eyes and burst out laughing.

“Let’s go, it’s time for your check–up.”

She pushed the wheelchair briskly toward the examination building.

As they passed a tree, she glanced over there for no clear reason.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

She just felt that spot felt oddly weird.

She turned back and kept pushing Lucas forward, catching one nurse muttering as they walked away, “That man earlier was terrifying, so vicious! He looked exactly like someone whose partner cheated on him!”

“Maybe he is?”

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Chapter 640 A Ruined Kitchen And Hidden Softness

Their voices faded into the distance.

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After Lucas finished another round of examinations, the doctor said he could be discharged.

Tammy disagreed immediately, “You’re this sick, and you can just leave after a few tests?”

“Yeah. More examinations won’t change anything.”

His illness was terminal. Instead of wasting time stuck in the hospital, he wanted to enjoy whatever freedom he had left.

“I can take you to see Tatiana now. You’ve been dying to meet her, remember? Let’s go.”

Lucas smiled faintly, swallowing the unspoken second half of his sentence – This is the last favor I’ll ask of you.

He’d selfishly clung to her kindness and hogged her company for far too long.

It was time to set her free.

Unexpectedly, Tammy said straight out, “I’m not going. I’ll stay here with you.”

“But I…”

“Oh right, I’ve found a doctor for you. He’ll come tomorrow.”

“What doctor? There’s no need, my condition…”

“I said I’ve arranged one, so you’re going to see him. Stop complaining.”

Lucas remained calm, “Wasting time on hospital visits means nothing, Tammy. I want to do something more meaningful.”

“Staying alive is the most meaningful thing there is.”

“Tammy…”

“Be quiet. As long as I’m your girlfriend for one more day, you listen to me.”

They were only pretending to be a couple, yet hearing her say that made an irrepressible joy bubble up inside him.

So even if it was pointless, he agreed.

Seeing him give in, Tammy dropped the thought of forcing him physically.

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The two left the hospital to head home.

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Lucas refused the wheelchair, hated the idea of Tammy pushing him around even more.

Even with death looming close, he wanted to retain a little dignity.

Tammy rolled her eyes, pushed him firmly down into the wheelchair, and gave him two choices, “Either sit in this chair, or I carry you on my back. Pick one.”

“Tammy…”

“Answer me!”

“… The wheelchair.”

“Good boy.”

Lucas felt like he was being treated like a small child, but the feeling wasn’t unpleasant.

Once they got home, Lucas’s strength ran out, and he rested first.

Tammy snuck out while he was asleep.

She headed to the supermarket, grabbed a shopping cart, and started picking out ingredients.

That’s right, she planned to cook.

Back on her island, their understanding of death was to send the departed off with full bellies.

They would stuff food into the mouths of the dead before cremation, praying their souls would never go hungry or suffer in the afterlife.

The islanders held simple, sincere beliefs like that.

Lucas wasn’t dead yet, of course.

But she still wanted to do something for him.

She bought piles of ingredients and got busy in the kitchen, humming a soft tune as she worked.

Lucas was jolted awake by a sudden blast sound in his sleep.

He shot his eyes open and sprinted outside. Thick smoke filled the living room, and flames flickered out from the kitchen.

“Tammy!”

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