Torn Between Love and Hate novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217 Ashton Once Loved Her Too 

Adrian understood her thoughts. After all, how could he not understand her after keeping her by his side for so many years?

From the moment they arrived outside the Ashton Emergency Room, Alyssa seemed to be lost in her thoughts.

He nodded. “Alright.”

After they finished speaking, several people entered the ward first, leaving Alyssa outside.

Alyssa stood in place for a long time before turning around and walking back the way she had just come..

She just wanted some peace and quiet, to clear her head a bit.

Some emotions and thoughts that popped up in her mind, she knew she shouldn’t have had them.

If Mom found out, how disappointed would she be?

That man is Ashton, not even worthy of being called her father.

He had done such things, so many things, that it was as if Deborah and me had died once.

She should treat him like an enemy, hating him and wishing he were dead.

Alyssa’s mind raced, constantly pushing herself to stay more alert.

Somehow, without realizing it, she found herself standing outside Ashton’s hospital room again.

The door was slightly ajar, and Rebecca’s voice could be heard from inside. “You know very well where you stand right.

now.”

This is the perfect opportunity. You’ve just saved Deborah’s life, and now it’s time to talk to her. Convince her to agree

to let Alyssa donate bone marrow to you.

Ashton, if you don’t speak up now, are you really planning to just wait for death?”

Hector’s aged voice sounded. “Ashton, Ms. Moxley does have a point. We don’t want to hurt Alyssa and Deborah any further, but the doctor has said that with the advancements in medical technology, there isn’t much risk involved in

donating bone marrow.

Before the donation, Alyssa will also undergo a thorough physical examination. If there are any conditions that make her unsuitable for donation, no one will force her to proceed.”

Hector practically begged him, “For the sake of the Black family, and for the sake of this old man, please don’t be so negative and seek your own demise. If something happens to you, how am I supposed to face your parents?”

This old man in his eighties, however, let the young Ashton walk ahead of him.

His deceased children could never forgive him, and he could never forgive himself either.

It took Ashton a long time to speak, and from beginning to end, there were only those few sentences.

“I’ve already said, Alyssa is too young and it’s not suitable for her to donate. I’m not looking for trouble, but if we find

a compatible bone marrow match elsewhere, I’ll cooperate with the surgery.”

Rebecca turned around and headed for the door, saying, “If you won’t tell her, I will. I don’t believe that Deborah, who

you just saved, would have the heart to refuse at this moment.”

Ashton looked at her indifferently, “Whoever wants to go, just go. As for the final bone marrow transplant surgery, no

one has the right to make the decision for me unless I sign the consent myself.”

Rebecca turned around angrily and looked at him, “You!”

Hector’s voice trembled, “How can you be so confused? It’s been three years since all that happened! Torturing yourself like this now, what can it possibly change?”

Ashton glanced to the side, looking out the window.

“I’m not making things difficult for myself; I’m telling the truth. Alyssa is too young; it’s not appropriate.”

As long as Deborah didn’t give her approval, it was not suitable, and anyone who said otherwise would be wrong.

Ashton spoke a few words, somewhat excited.

Once again, he couldn’t control the incessant coughing, which only grew worse.

Soon, doctors rushed over, and the ward began to descend into chaos.

Alyssa stood outside, dazed, as she watched the doctor hurriedly pass by her and rush into the patient’s room.

She listened to the messy sounds coming from inside.

The doctor’s anxious and stern voice, along with Rebecca and Hector’s voices, all flooded into her ears like an overwhelming wave.