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Chapter 259

“Her condition Is slightly better, the nurse whispered. “But the rug isn’t clearing as quickly as we’d hoped. Dr. Clarke thinks it could take a month.”

I squeezed Rachel’s hand. “I’ll be gone a few days,” I said softly. When I come back, maybe I’ll hear your voice.”

I hugged her gently, then straightened to find Dr. Evans watching from the doorway, unexpected tears in her eyes.

“Let’s go,” I said. She quickly wiped her face and nodded.

After disguising me carefully, Dr. Evans led me to a waiting van Half an hour later, we arrived at Mayo Clinic, where I was settled into a basement room, connected to medical equipment for the “performance” ahead.

Laurel’s POV

On Mayo Clinic’s third floor, I prepared for my own performance.

I lay back against the pillows, phone pressed to my ear. “Blake darling,” I whispered, making my voice weak and fragile, “I think I’m dying… could you come see me?”

“If you’re sick, see a doctor,” Blake replied flatly. “I don’t treat illnesses.”

My hand froze. My face darkened instantly.

What the hell? In four years, he’s never spoken to me like this. Since coming back from Europe with my “terminal illness,” he’s given me everything I’ve asked for. One fake attack and he’d practically carry me to the hospital himself, terrified of losing his precious savior.

there with

DEAD? Why? I claimed the title of his savior, I’ve

darling,” I forced my voice to sound even more pathetic, I’ve seen doctors… but they say my

I need someone who

should be home,” he interrupted. “I don’t have time.

The line went dead.

phone in disbelief before hurling it against the floor with a satisfying CRASH. The pieces scattered

Scarlett’s POV

the room at the sound. “Laurel! What’s

whipped around, face red with anger. “What’s wrong?

body instead of seeing me” She yanked at the tubes attached me playing sick,

her arm. “Look at

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phone and punched In a number. “Dr. Evans, come a favor. Send her latest

came

tossed my phone back. “I refuse

clicking together. “The medical data you’re having sent fo Blake…

woman helping fake Laurel’s

“Terminal cancer. Dumped by her husband. Conveniently my age. She gets treatment resources, I get her data.

added with a smirk. “I

bother?”

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