One hourter, a man in a doctor''s robe appeared at the foot of her bed, wearing a mask as usual. Instead of his usual ck mask, he was donning a surgical mask.


    "I heard that the donor heart suffered a failure. Is that true?" Cynthia asked.


    "Is that what Theodore told you?" Yerick smiled sardonically.


    "Isn''t it so?" Cynthia asked.


    Yerick bent forward, and said, "Whether it is true or not, I''m afraid it''s going to be difficult for the heart to be transnted into your body."


    Agitated, Cynthia said, "What should we do, then? You promised to find me a heart donor!"


    "I did, didn''t I? It''s just that it''s no longer avable. His family refused to agree to it."


    “What? His family refused to agree to it? Theo told me the donor heart suffered a failure!”


    "He''s lying to you. Honestly speaking, the family member of the donor is Rosalie. The donor himself is her new husband, Sebastian Carter." At the mention of Rosalie''s name, Cynthia was thunderstruck.


    So it was Rosalie and she was married! She actually ended up marrying that waiter!


    Yerick stood up straight. "Yeah, the donor is her husband, and she refuses to sign the agreement. Theodore couldn''t do anything about it."


    The news came too suddenly, and Cynthia needed time to process it. After a while, she finally wrapped her head around it and spat out her disapproval.


    "That bitch is shameless! She married another man so soon after getting divorced from Theo. That cheap woman! What a joke for that bitch to marry a waiter. She''s nothing after leaving Theo-she''s only fit to marry a lowlife scum like Sebastian Carter!"


    Cynthia''s harsh words against Rosalie made Yerick furrow his brows. Displeasure shed past his eyes.


    "Her husband is on the verge of death, but she refuses to donate his heart to me. She''s doing this on purpose. That bitch wants me dead! How could Theo lie to me? How could he have no way of dealing with her? He just doesn''t want to!"Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    Cynthia red at Yerick.


    "And you! Did you do this on purpose when you looked for this particr heart donor?"


    She suddenly felt as though everyone had something against her, that everyone was plotting against her.


    "Just listen to yourself," Yerick said with a chuckle. "Do you think it''s easy to find a matching donor? I hacked into the hospital''s database, and found Sebastian Carter''s medical records. His heart is the most suitable match for you. It was purely coincidental. I didn''t have a choice, either.”


    "What should we do now?" A thought suddenly came to Cynthia''s mind. "How about this? Kill Rosalie, and she wouldn''t be able to interfere with the transnt!"


    Yerick sneered. "Even if I kill Rosalie, there''s still his parents and rtives. Am I supposed to kill them all? Do you take me as a killing machine?" "Aren''t you one?" Cynthia spat viciously. "You''re no decent person anyway, so what''s the difference between killing one and killing ten people? Kill anyone who opposes the transnt!"


    "That''s very bold of you. You want to use me to kill everyone you hate and be your scapegoat."


    "Yerick Zeller, don''t forget that we''re on the same boat! You said you''d save me, so you can''t go back on your word! Otherwise, I won''t spare you even after my death!"


    "Tsk, tsk. How frightening. How capable would your ghost be?" Yerick taunted.


    Cynthia gripped the sheets tight. She knew she was in a precarious position right now, and depended very much on Yerick.


    She softened her tone, and said, "What exactly would make you willing to help me? You have a way don''t you? I know you''re very smart, so help me think of a way. We''re a team. As long as you help me, I''lle to your aid in the future. I''ll do anything you ask of me."


    "Really?" Yerick asked. "You''ll do anything I ask of you?"


    Cynthia nodded. "Yes, anything. Please, just save me."


    Yerick rubbed his chin. "To save you, I''ll have to kill another person whose heart is a match with yours."


    "Go and find one! I know you''re capable of doing so. It''s easy to kill someone. You should kill more people with hearts that match mine as a backup, in case anything happens."


    Other people''s lives don''t matter. Only hers was the most precious.


    Yerick folded his arms andughed. "You really are a vicious woman."


    "Would you cooperate with me if I weren''t vicious?" Cynthia went on. "I''ll be an excellent partner, you just wait and see! As long as you help me survive, I''ll make sure you''lKhave much to gain in time toe. You also said I''m your sister, right?"


    Yerick sneered. "Yeah, you''re my sister. Be good and go to sleep. I''ll go find another heart donor for you."


    "Really?" Cynthia grabbed the hem of his shirt.


    Yerick pried her fingers away, looking as though he despised her touch.


    "Seems like you have many unfulfilled dreams. Your desire to live on is so strong."


    "That''s right. I can''t die," Cynthia said through gritted teeth. "If I died, it''d make things way too easy for Rosalie. She''d be so happy to know the state I am in right now. I''m sure she deliberately refused to sign the agreement so that I''d die. That evil bitch! Just you wait. I won''t spare her!"


    Cynthia''s body might be weak and frail, but her expression was fierce and vicious.


    Yerick''s face turned cold as he turned to leave.


    "Where are you going?" Cynthia asked.


    Yerick looked back at her. "Didn''t you ask me to find you another heart donor? Just wait."


    “Alright. Hurry up, then," Cynthia said anxiously. "Find a few more suitable donors to prevent stupid idents like their family members not agreeing to it from happening."


    Yerick walked away, ignoring herment.