Her Vengeful Rebirth

Her Vengeful Rebirth

Chapter 349 Meeting An Old Classmate

At that precise moment, a resolute conviction took root in him. His eyes locked on hers with an impassioned intensity, his voice filled with a fervent declaration, “Today, we are unshackled by any titles or roles, not as patients or anything else. Here, in this anonymity, we can live freely as we wish! Are you okay with that?”

He reached out his hand to Calista, illuminated by the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves above, which cast a golden hue on his beige shirt, making him seem almost ethereal.

Dazzled for a brief second by his radiant presence, Calista found herself instinctively clasping his hand.

“Yes.

Meanwhile, in a narrow alley bathed in the quiet of the morning, a young woman with cropped hair hurried along, clutching a pot of steaming stew. She was on a mission to deliver it to the hospital urgently before continuing to her job. Yet, upon her arrival at the hospital, her path was abruptly blocked by a stern–faced nurse.

“Ms. Levine, it’s already early December. Your family’s delay in settling the hospital bills has extended for two months now. We are not a charity here. If your family cannot resolve this soon, we cannot continue your mother’s treatment.”

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sell our house, and we’ll have the money soon. Just two more

hardly fetch enough to cover the expenses. Even with the house sold, the looming surgical fees remained a distant hurdle. If she hoped to gather sufficient funds, Rainey realized she would need to find another way

extend your deadline by two days at most. If you fail to meet the payment by then, there’s

away, her

clutching the thermos close, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. Yet, she composed herself and pressed on toward her mother’s

a scene of

Lucas, just let me go! I’ve lived long enough, and I can’t bear this any longer. Even if we sell the house, it won’t cover the surgery. And if we do sell, where will

tears flowing freely. Other

Please stop. We have to sell the house. I’ve found a way to

a surge of guilt seeing their daughter, who was now juggling three jobs daily to

family floor

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Meeting An Old Classmate

down Doreen’s face as she pleaded, “Maybe it would be better

not your fault. You and dad worked yourselves to the

blaming yourself…”

a good position at a private company after graduating. But she stood up against her boss‘ inappropriate

three jobs at that time. I heard she even considered selling herself to cover her mother’s surgery costs after calling the man who tried to exploit her. He agreed, and they

classmate once harmed by