Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 596

Chapter 596 Avoid Direct Conflict

The condition of the Winters family’s eldest son was more critical than they had initially expected. For some reason, his kidney and liver were rapidly hardening, and he seemed to have aged so much compared to his appearance more than half a month ago.

Seeing her son in this state, Melanie felt like her heart was torn to a million pieces. I have a hunch that this is all Amelia’s fault for colluding with the doctor. My darling son is obviously on the brink of life and death, yet she insists on having the doctor say that this is normal! Oh, my son, do wake up and get well soon! I don’t want to have to send my own son off!

Heartbroken, the woman covered her mouth and began to sob. She wished she could take her son’s place and suffer in his stead!

Amelia and Tiffany stared at Spencer, who lay on the hospital bed, connected to an oxygen tank. Their expressions were grim, and their hearts were overflowing with mixed emotions.

As Tiffany reflexively glanced at Amelia, her lips were quivering as though she wanted to say something. However, Amelia shook her head at her.

“Dad, I’ll go and ask the doctor,” said Amelia.

Melanie raised her head and glared at Amelia with bloodshot eyes. Agitatedly, she hissed, “It was your husband who arranged for my son to be hospitalized here at the beginning, and the doctor promised that your brother would be fine. But look at what happened! It’s only been slightly more than half a month, and he’s already so sickly! How could you be so cruel so as to conspire with the doctor to take Spencer’s life? You just hate to see our family prosper, don’t you? I should’ve just committed suicide back then and refused the Huttons, and your brother wouldn’t have ended up like this!”

Amelia kept quiet. A pang of pain flashed across her eyes.

I’m destined never to be able to be part of the Winters family.

“Mrs. Winters, how could you say that? Amelia did it out of her kindness! How did it end up as an act of cruelty in your eyes? Life and death are out of our control, and no one wished for this to befall Spencer! You’re blaming Amelia for everything! Can’t you be more reasonable?” said Tiffany.

Eyeing Amelia grudgingly, Melanie uttered through gritted teeth, “If she can return my son healthily to me, I promise to treat her with the utmost respect.”

“You’re simply unbelievable!” exclaimed Tiffany before she dragged Amelia out of the ward.

Dominic looked at his wife and asked, “Why do you have to be this way?”

“Our son is already so severely ailed; can you really bring yourself to say that Amelia’s not involved in this? We have no enemies other than her. Plus, the doctor mentioned that someone had intentionally added something into Spencer’s medication.”

The man fell silent.

“You see her as your own daughter, but she might not necessarily view you as her father. Don’t forget how you’ve treated her all these years. She’s human, too; it’s impossible for her not to have the slightest bit of hatred toward us. That’s it. I’m going to find Mr. Wick for assistance. We can ask him to help transfer Spencer to a different hospital. Otherwise, death is the only option if he remains here.” Melanie frantically took out the card that June had left for her. She was going to dial the number written on it, but Dominic stopped her unexpectedly.

“Are you done being ridiculous?” her husband remarked in a hoarse voice.

Melanie tried to snatch the card that Dominic had taken from her, but he dodged her advances.

“That’s enough! Will you only be satisfied when this family comes apart?” reprimanded Dominic.

Like a hungry wolf, Melanie glared at him viciously. As her eyes welled up with tears, she cried, “If my son dies, then there’s no need for me to live on too! Only Mr. Hutton can save my son now!”

“Get a grip on yourself! You know very well that our son’s illness has nothing to do with Amelia. If cirrhosis turns into cancer, it’s not easy to cure it. Let’s just go with the flow, all right? Amelia really doesn’t owe us anything, so stop making things difficult for her,” said Dominic rationally.

Propping her head in her hands, Melanie muttered, “Now that Spencer has become like this, I’ll break down if I don’t target my hatred at something or someone. He’s only in his thirties—he’s still so young! Not to mention that he has a wife and children to take care of… Nothing must happen to him! Cirrhosis is no more severe than leukemia; if I was saved back then, then surely he can be too! If it weren’t for Amelia’s hand in this, my son would not have ended up in his current state!”

Dominic exhaled a deep sigh. He seemed as if he had aged more than a decade in just one day.

Amelia and Tiffany walked into the doctor’s office. Robert was present too.

Noticing the two ladies entering his office, the man pointed to the couch on one side of the room and said, “Amelia, take a seat first. I have something to tell you.”

Amelia did as he instructed.

After sitting down on the couch on the other side, Robert folded his hands together and uttered with a grave expression, “Amelia, we found who intoxicated your brother, and we’ve handed the relevant security footage to the police station. However, the person infiltrated your brother’s ward disguised as a doctor. He was extremely clever in avoiding the security cameras, so we could only get a shot of his back, not his face. We can only wait for the police to crack the case. As for your brother, it seems that he was injected with a new type of drug by that person. As it’s only just been invented, we have no idea about its side effects. We’ll treat him as best as we can and remove parts of his liver and kidney that have hardened. His recovery will then depend on his physical state.”

Amelia frowned and inquired, “Mr. Lancester, tell me the truth—what is the success rate of my brother’s surgery?”

“Fifty percent. His illness is worsening faster than I had anticipated. We had a meeting yesterday and decided that we needed to operate on him earlier. But the risks of this surgery are rather high, so I need to discuss this with your parents,” answered Robert in complete honesty.

“But didn’t you doctors say that my brother’s condition wasn’t particularly severe?”

“Amelia, none of us imagined that someone would drug your brother in the hospital. This was our miscalculation; the hospital will compensate your family as deemed appropriate. We’re guilty of dereliction of duty.” Robert stood up and solemnly gave Amelia a ninety-degree bow.

The latter was shocked by Robert’s action. She hurriedly got up from the couch and waved her hand, saying, “Mr. Lancester, there’s no need for that! You’re my elder—you don’t have to be so formal with me.”

“No, I must. We did not fulfill our duties as we should have.” Robert raised his head and continued, “Amelia, don’t worry. I’ll explain this clearly and personally to your parents, so they won’t misunderstand you.”

Amelia merely put on a bitter smile, unsure of what to say.

“Mr. Lancester, I’ll leave my brother in your hands. Please take extra care of him.” Her face was pale as she spoke. She then turned to leave the office.

Tiffany followed right behind her, and the duo walked out of the hospital in complete silence.

When they reached the path covered by greenery outside the hospital, Tiffany comforted Amelia, “Babe, don’t be like this. It’s not the worst outcome yet, right? You were at death’s door once too! Even the doctor had given you the notice of critical illness, yet you managed to survive. Your brother will surely be fine too! Medical technology is so advanced now that even leukemia can be cured, so cirrhosis shouldn’t be that big of a deal! Don’t you think so?”