Chapter 221
Scarlett was rendered speechless by his words, her lips pursing as she ceased to bother him.
Travis sat for a while and felt bored, so he got up and left.
That night, Scarlett’s dream had changed from the scene of her entering the campus to find Liam, to the scene of Liam shooting himself in front of the grave.
He aimed at his head and fired the shot without hesitation…
This time, no one came to save him. Fresh blood splattered on the tombstone, dyeing her photo red….
Scarlett, upon opening her eyes, felt a dull ache in her heart, prompting her to hurry back.
However, in the empty room, no one came in to take care of her, leaving her to lie on the bed and not move.
It wasn’t until the afternoon that the nurse assisted her in cleaning her body. George then entered with a medicine box.
“Miss Sales, starting today. I’m going to provide you with a therapeutic massage.”
After placing the medicine box on the table. George donned a pair of sterile gloves from inside and turned to give Scarlett a massage, only to see her red and swollen eyes.
His expression instantly changed. “Miss Sales, if you keep on sobbing like this, your eyes won’t get any better.”
Hearing this, Scarlett blinked at him in confusion. “How… How do you… know…”
“As a doctor. I’m aware of all the details regarding your body.” George said, rolling his eyes. “Before I performed the heart transplant surgery, 1 thoroughly read your examination report.
Scarlett couldn’t understand at all. How could George have read her examination report?
George seemed to detect the uncertainty in her eyes and patiently explained, “Two years ago, the President of the Jackman Group contacted me directly and requested that I assist you in locating a suitable heart donor worldwide. I requested that he send me your medical report and a blood sample..”
The words “President of the Jackman Group” made Scarlett’s eyelashes tremble slightly, but her expression was not as flustered as before.
Upon hearing Travis mention George’s name, she had already assumed that George was the cardiac specialist Sebastian had previously consulted.
She hadn’t anticipated that he would send a check report and blood sample to George, let alone that George would come to
her rescue.
After George sat down by her bed, he raised his hand, which was wearing a pair of sterile gloves, and massaged the acupuncture points on her arms while saying, “The report didn’t do much, but the DNA I got from the blood let your sister locate you…
Sister?
The only sister that Scarlett had since childhood was Susan.
George had spoken of a sister, but it was evidently not Susan. What was going on?
She opened her mouth and used all her strength to ask him, “What… sister?”
“Weber didn’t tell you?” George stopped massaging her hands and glanced at her.
Scarlett blinked. “No…”
When George heard this, he sneered without mercy, “He likely did something outrageous. He didn’t have the guts to mention your sister’s name.”
Scarlett stared at George with wide eyes, hoping to know the truth from him.
Upon seeing Scarlett’s eyes, George put aside the mockery on his face and explained,
“Your sister was five years your senior. When she was young, she was on the way to flee the country while carrying you, yet she lost you. She had been searching for you, yet there was no progress whatsoever…
“She later suffered from ALS and endured it for a few years, unable to bear the torture of her illness, and deciding to end her life peacefully.
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