Chapter 183 Clearing the Cancer Cells

Alistair's heart lurched. What the hell kind of thing was that to say?

"Don't ever say that again," he said firmly.

Caroline, unusually forceful in front of him, snapped back, "Well, that's how I feel.

If anything ever happens to you, I won't live through it either."

Alistair fell silent.

He softened his tone, caught between tenderness and

helplessness. "Don't be silly. I'm fine. Things are just starting to look up for me,

and I'm nowhere near done. How could I ever leave you and Eloise behind? I

want to grow old with you, watch Eloise grow up."

He let out a long breath. "And I mean it. Don't say things like that again. You've

got Eloise to think about. You've got Grandma, and everyone else who cares

about you."

Caroline didn't say a word.

It was clear his reminder had tugged at the part of her that still carried

responsibilities beyond just him.

Alistair felt a pang of guilt. This was on him. He'd worried her

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sick

But this wasn't the time for the two of them to collapse into each other, crying

over who hurt more.

He slipped an arm around Caroline and steered her toward the car. "Is Grandma

still here?"

"She didn't leave," Caroline said, shaking her head. "She's at Ashbourne Manor.

But, honey... you're going to see her now?"

She clearly misunderstood. Lowering her voice, she said, "Gordon didn't tell her

anything. You spent the whole night locked up. You must be exhausted. Let's go

home first. Take a shower, get some rest, I'll ask the chef to make your favorites,

something nice to welcome you back. If you still want to visit Grandma, we can all

go together later this afternoon with Eloise."

As she spoke, she gently cupped his face, her brows drawing together in distress.

"You've lost weight."

Alistair let out a dry laugh. It had only been one night. How much weight could he

possibly have lost? He probably just looked drained. Or maybe it was all in her

head.

New York, Alistair

relief.

a definite answer yesterday when

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but he hadn't flat-out

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had felt sure Gordon wouldn't say

Caroline.

Either way, it didn't matter. Mabel was still here. That

counted.

down at Caroline,

lips bloodless, faint shadows under her

much sleep, did you?" he murmured, lightly brushing

She hummed in response.

She hadn't slept

worried sick, but in front of Eloise, she hadn't

so abruptly,

off. She

the moment she woke up. If she

so much, it would've been

without breaking down.

the car, Alistair suggested, "Let's

I owe her an apology for leaving without

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like a suggestion, but

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just been through-an entire night of

mattered more to Caroline than

whole and unharmed.

twice. Whatever he wanted, she'd do it, as long as

within her power.

nodded gently. "Alright. Whatever you

glided smoothly along the

past, engines roaring as they

dust.

wasn't in a rush,

type, but right now he couldn't

wings and fly straight to Ashbourne Manor or tear open

just blink

had only been a day. The system item "No Cancer" still had six

it expired.

to rush. But this wasn't just

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extra hour that passed without

emotional-for her to

Manor, yes. But Alistair wasn't taking any

cure her, the sooner he

trouble, but trouble had arrived

soon as they got out of the

hearts

sharp pulse of dread shot through

Am I too late?

just told him yesterday that Mabel had

no way it could've worsened

one night. If he'd known-if he'd known it

the system right then and there, even

trying to flee.

rushed to a maid, panic written all over

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