Hannah Roland was envious of that girl.
She knew nothing could ever happen between her and Leon Batton, and they might not even talk to each other again, but it still felt awful.
That girl had what she constantly thought about and wanted.
Hannah calmed herself down by taking a deep breath before steeling herself to be strong and gazing at Leon through the screen. “Leon, I wish you nothing but happiness. I hope you can always be with the girl you like,” she murmured and then proceeded to lock her phone.
Knock, knock, knock—
Three rapid knocks came upon her door a second before her mother stormed in with a stern look on her face.
“What’s the matter, Mommy?” Hannah asked, noticing that her mother didn't seem too well.
Her mother quickly stepped forward. “Hannah, I’ve been diagnosed with brain cancer. I need surgery.”
Her admission stunned Hannah, who felt as if the entire world was collapsing before her.
Brain cancer? That was serious.
The failure rate of the surgery was high, but many people even suffer from memory loss or decline in intelligence after such surgeries.
At that moment, Hannah wanted to ask God why bad things seemed to be happening to her.
Her father had just been cured, and now her mother was diagnosed with cancer.
She looked at her mother nervously. “Is it curable? How high is the success rate of the surgery?”
“According to the doctor, there’s a fifty-percent success rate," her mother said, frowning deeply. "But I don’t want to be treated. I’m here to inform you about some matters.
“Secondly, you’re the most reliable one in the family, even more so than your brother. I won’t worry if you’re in charge.
“There’s a total of one million. Make sure you allocate the money accordingly. You can decide how to use it, and I won’t get involved. I trust in you completely.
“That’s all I wanted to say,” her mother explained at length with utmost seriousness.
After that, she came closer to hug Hannah. “My sweet Hannah, I don’t want to leave you. I want to be there when you get married and have children. I want to look after your children for you.
“Unfortunately, fate is unkind. Our family already ran out of money to cure your father. I don’t want to drag you all down further. That’s why I have no choice but to die.
“Don’t tell your father and brother. This is just between us girls.
“I’ll try to keep this a secret for as long as possible. It would be too late for any treatment once the symptoms become obvious. There’s nothing your father and brother can do even if they want to spend money to treat me then,” she added.
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