Chapter 95
Chapter 95
No wonder he looked so exhausted and pale!
Cameron suddenly lunged and grabbed my hand. Even Bullet jumped.
“Taylor, just help Maddie once, okay? I admit it, alright? All those things in the past were our fault! I’ll even apologize to you! Please, just get to the hospital and help her…”
I frowned and smirked to myself.
“Well, well! Who would have thought we’d ever see you apologize to me over anything?” I snarked.
“I’ll do anything you ask! I’ll apologize too! I’ll do anything as long as you save Maddie, please! She’s your sister! She’s a human being, with a life…” she wept.
She was, ultimately, a mother. I supposed she genuinely cherished her daughter–and Maddison was lucky to have that.
Unfortunately, none of these sentimentalities would work on me.
“She’s already halfway gone. You can only extend her life, even if you forcibly inject blood into her veins,” I argued. “So why make the living go through that pain for nothing?”
I was only telling the truth.
My mother had accepted a blood transfusion while she had been suffering from late–stage cancer, but the recovery effect had been negligible. All it had done was make people believe they were doing something.
Maddison had an added challenge: her blood type was simply too rare. She could never find enough donors because of it. Even if she drained all of my blood, it would still change nothing.
“It’s not nothing! After Eddy donated his blood, she woke up! She talked to me!” Cameron protested pleadingly.
I sighed. Cameron had become delusional–she just couldn’t accept her daughter’s imminent passing.
If a blood transfusion alone could keep someone alive forever, then the rich would have never feared incurable diseases.
“I’m sorry, but the answer is no,” I replied after a long pause.
I yanked on Bullet’s rein and walked away.
“I’m begging you, Taylor!” she yelled, dropping to her knees.
I frowned and turned around.
“Get up, Mrs. Jones! You don’t have to do this!” Edward tried to pull her to her feet.
He couldn’t manage it–maybe Cameron was too heavy, or perhaps he was still too weak from his last donation.
I considered Cameron apathetically before replying, “Hey, I’m not gonna oppose you doing that. I’ll see it as you apologizing to us for all the sins you and the Joneses committed. Hell, I wouldn’t even mind if you actually said you’re sorry out loud.”
I knew Cameron better than she would give me credit for. Even if she were to get on her knees, I doubted she truly understood the weight of her sins. It was more likely she was putting on her best performance just to get me to yield.
Just as I expected, Cameron and Edward froze, staring at me in disbelief,
Chapter 95
Bullet walked in circles, whimpering. I ignored them and continued walking the dog.
By the time I returned, both had left.
That night, I dreamed of Maddison. She died pitifully, blood streaming from her eyes.
I had no idea if that was an approximation of the truth, but couldn’t bring myself to care either way.
+25 BONUS
I left the office early today, around 3:00 p.m., to start getting ready as quickly as possible. This wasn’t just any party–it was hosted by the crème de la crème.
I needed to look my best, but not so much that I risked stealing the spotlight.
After some deliberation, I settled on a caramel jumpsuit that highlighted my white blouse with its jabot. The slimming cut of the pants created an elongated silhouette, giving me an effortless boost of confidence.
I styled my hair into a casual bun and secured it with a black bow. This cute accessory added just the right touch of charm to balance my usual girlboss vibe.
