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    Cyrus scolded, “Look at what he’s done to rk! If rk hadn’t been so lucky, he might have died by now! He has toe and apologize to rk, or we’ll call the policel”


    Richard red at him. “Family matters shouldn’t be aired out. If <b>you </b>dare to call the police, don’t me me for disowning you as my son!”


    Cyrus, breathing heavily with anger, pointed at rk and said, “Dad, how can you be so sed? Damon is your son, but is rk not your grandson? And Damon has already disowned you as his father, yet you’re still trying to help him?!”


    Richard retorted, “Don’t forget it was Damon who helped you when yourpany was on the brink of bankruptcy several times!”


    “I’m his brother. That’s what he should do!” Cyrus argued, his entitlement evident.


    The argument between Richard and Cyrus grew more heated, while rk, lying in bed with a cast, stared nkly out the window, lost in thought.


    Not far from the window <b>was </b>a university.


    As the sun set, young couples walked hand in hand across the campus. The evening glow was blood–red, casting long shadows.


    rk vaguely recalled the time he finally managed to ask N out. He had wanted to hold her hand but had been too shy, carefully brushing against her fingers. When he finally mustered the courage to grasp her hand, his heart had been racing as if it might leap out of his chest.


    After that, he never saw such a beautiful sunset again, and the intense desire to be with her gradually faded over time.


    Perhaps he should have let her go the moment he cheated. At least then, it wouldn’t have ended like this. Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced through Cyrus and Richard’s argument, breaking rk’s train of thought. “No, I don’t want to go to the operating room! Let me go! You’re all murderers!” A woman’s frantic voice filled the room, and rk’s gaze turned icy. This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.


    He recognized the voice–it was Reba, the woman who had caused N’s death.


    Hate shed in rk’s eyes as he leaned on his crutch and headed outside.


    Cyrus was startled by rk’s sudden movement and quickly rushed to support him. “rk, what are you doing? The doctor said you need to stay in bed for a month!”


    rk shrugged him off, replying coldly, “Stop pretending to be a loving father. Save that <b>act </b>for your illegitimate son outside.”


    Cyrus‘ face flushed with embarrassment, his hand hovering in the air, unsure whether to put it down. “You


    Ignoring him, rk walked out of the hospital room.


    In the hallway, a crowd had gathered, all eyes on Reba, who was struggling desperately on the floor,


    Reba looked frantic, her hands iling to keep people away, her face etched with terror.


    She screamed, “I don’t want to have surgery! I want to leave here! Let me go!”


    rk watched her coldly, his gaze fixed on her motionless legs. He narrowed his eyes.


    Seeing the crowd, a nurse quickly exined, “This patient’s legs are necrotic and need to be amputated. She can’t ept this reality and is refusing the surgery. We’re trying to convince her. <b>You </b>should return to your rooms. Staying here will only agitate her further.”


    “You’re <b>lying</b>! My legs aren’t necrotic at all!” Reba shouted, her eyes burning with fury.


    Her wild, wing behavior made her seem almost Insane.


    Some began to suspect she might be mentally ill.


    “Get her out of here! Her shouts are disturbing us!”


    Many people returned to their rooms, but when Reba spotted rk, she saw a glimmer quickly crawled toward him.