The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 874

Hearing Lucille lay out the past left me deeply shaken, but a profound sense of pride surged within me.

Most people would view my parents' sacrifice as foolish. Throwing their lives away and leaving their young daughter entirely alone in the world wasn't a choice easily understood.

But I understood them. They used their very lives as a barricade to keep a sinister force from infecting the medical field. Without my father's signature, the Thorne family's defective equipment never breached Capital General. It was a monumental sacrifice, and I felt nothing but absolute pride.

My parents had always been extraordinary people. It turned out that not everyone had forgotten them. Someone still remembered their light and honored their sacrifice—Lucille.

Some men used wealth and violence to silence the masses, but they could never silence the justice living in a person's heart.

Sabrina was completely shell-shocked by the revelation, struck into a deafening silence.

Lucille's tone grew sharper, her trembling finger pointing squarely at Sabrina. "And you still want to compete with your sister? What is there to fight over? If her father hadn't operated on me, and her mother hadn't donated her own blood to save my uterus, you wouldn't even exist!

Our lives were handed to us by her parents. You owe her your utmost respect. Repay the debt!"

Sabrina stood rigidly, letting Lucille berate her without making a single sound.

I looked at Lucille's bloodless lips, gently squeezing her hand. "Mom, please stop. We're a family. It's what families do. Don't talk about debts anymore. From now on, we're just going to live well and be happy."

Lucille opened her mouth to argue, but Sabrina suddenly spun on her heel and stormed out of the hospital room without a word.

"Sabrina!" I called out, but she acted as though she hadn't heard me, marching down the hall and slamming the door shut behind her.

"Look at her! Stubborn mule! I speak two words of truth and she throws a tantrum," Lucille cursed, her chest heaving with weak anger.