He Gave Me Hearing, Then Taught Me What Silence Really Means novel Chapter 175

Juniper rested for a full day and night before she finally felt her energy return.

Her first priority was heading to the hospital to discuss Walter's condition with Alistair.

Alistair handed her a medical file detailing the imported targeted drug required.

"I used some connections to secure the medication, but the specialists and the necessary equipment still need to be flown in from overseas. There are only two global institutions studying this specific type of tumor. I had a friend reach out, but they refused to dispatch their doctors and flat-out denied us access to the machines."

He pulled out a printed spreadsheet. "I put together an estimate for you. Take a look. Treating a rare tumor is astronomically expensive, and it's not covered by insurance. Factoring in the specialists and the machinery, the cost is going to be completely out of reach for your family."

Over five million dollars. And that was just for the initial phase.

Juniper had already anticipated this.

Standing next to her, Beatrice took one look at the number and nearly fainted. Even if she sold Walter for parts, they wouldn't scrape together a fraction of that amount.

Her fingers trembled violently as she clenched her fists. Finally, she grabbed Juniper's hand.

"June, let's go talk to your father."

Over five million dollars. Juniper didn't have a solution either.

Her only option was to beg Eleanor Saint.

Beatrice dragged her to Walter's bedside. Walter wasn't just battling a tumor now; he was battling a crushed ego. Even when awake, he kept his eyes squeezed shut, refusing to look at anyone.

He was entirely trapped in the humiliation of that night. His fragile pride had been hacked to pieces, and seeing his family only deepened the unbearable shame. He remembered with agonizing clarity how he had been beaten in front of his own daughter, whimpering on the floor like a kicked dog.

He had spent his entire life fiercely guarding his pride. This was a blow he couldn't survive, so he chose to hide behind closed eyes.

The second the words left her mouth, Brooks shoved the door open. "Mom, what the hell are you talking about?!"

He grabbed Juniper by the shoulders, his grip desperate. "Juniper, you have to go beg Mrs. Saint. The Saint family has infinite money. I know she'll help us! He's our dad! We can't just stand here and let him die!"

Beatrice shot up from her chair and tried to shove Brooks away. "We absolutely cannot take anything else from the Saint family!"

Juniper's gaze snapped immediately to Beatrice. "What did you take from them before?"

Beatrice flinched, desperately avoiding her daughter's eyes. "I just... I just don't want you getting tangled up with Nelson again. If you go beg his grandmother, you're going to run into him. June, just focus on building a good life with Dr. Vaughn. Stop thinking about Nelson."

Brooks gritted his teeth, grabbing Juniper by the arm and dragging her out of the room and toward the stairwell.

He pulled her roughly, dragging her all the way to a secluded corner on the ground floor. "Don't listen to Mom! How can we just give up on Dad's treatment?"