Chapter 242

“Tve only got a ten percent chance of making this work” Gwendolyn continued, “Are you willing to take the risk with my treatment plan?”

Her words hit them like a bolt from the blue, leaving their ears ringing.

“What? Ten percent?” Eve, tears streaming down her face, clutched her heart in disbelief, “Even if it was a tenth of a percent or one in ten million, Id take those odds.”

“Honey, did you hear that?” Magnolia was beside herself.

Derrick nodded, dazed, but a nagging suspicion told him that Gwendolyn might be selling false hope.

“Let’s do it. Go with your plan,” Carlisle gritted his teeth, his stoic eyes betraying a hint of moisture

Gwendolyn spoke calmly. “I have two conditions. First, the hospital room must be kept quiet, with only one person staying overnight. Second, you’ll need to sign a waiver.”

She had learned from experience to cover her own back.

Sandra handed over the waiver with a sympathetic smile, and Carlisle didn’t hesitate to sign his name.

in my care, I use everything I’ve learned to save him. If there’s nothing else, I’ll

was cool as she left the room

closely behind, and once out of earshot, she

hushed tone. “Did you use that ‘material I gave

got me killed. That was not what you said. Sandra’s face twinkled

“Stop it. We haven’t even…”

What a

the right moment, Gwendolyn tried

for you” Sandra thought to herself, friends always had each other’s backs. Gwendolyn was wary

refused. It’s just a dress,

“Fine,” Gwendolyn conceded.

dress, it couldn’t be

at work. Marina had prepared a late–night snack for him, “Mr. Thomas sent over a local express

“And there’s more..

Chadwick’s personal items have been moved to your room. Spouses shouldn’t be sleeping apart.” It was Marina’s suggestion, and Gwendolyn had shyly agreed.

clothes and personal

pleasure flickered in Howard’s

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