Love on the Fast Track (Derek and Norah)

Chapter 114

Chapter 114:

After Joanna got back home, she didn’t even take a moment to sit down. Instead, she made her way directly to Silver Boulder Private Hospital.

By then, it seemed that Norah was still buried in her work. It had been quite a while, more than a couple of weeks, since Joanna had last laid eyes on her. The absence had left Joanna feeling quite lonesome.

She found herself puzzled over how Norah had navigated the challenges since she tied the knot with…

Joanna arrived at the hospital just as the day was nearing its close, only to discover that Norah was still caught up in surgery.

“Dr. Wilson is still in the operating room, I’m sorry to say,” a nurse informed Joanna.

With a nod, Joanna settled herself on a bench in the hospital’s lobby, bracing for the wait ahead.

“Doctor, I implore you to save my father! I will sort out the finances—just proceed with the operation! You cannot simply stand by and watch him die. That would be too cruel!”

The corridor was soon filled with the sound of a heated exchange, drawing the attention of many.

“The issue isn’t that we refuse to perform the operation. It’s that, even with surgery, your father’s chances are slim. Our facility is not equipped to handle such a complex procedure,” a doctor explained, devoid of empathy, to a man overcome with despair.

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“Go back and cherish the remaining moments with your father,” the doctor added.

“That’s all you can do?” the doctor added, his voice heavy with a false sense of compassion.

The man, in a state of utter desperation, clung to the doctor’s legs, sobbing, “Doctor, please, my dad can still be saved. I beg of you, don’t give up.”

The doctor, unmoved, freed himself from the man’s grip. “I’m sorry, but I have other responsibilities…”

filled with pity as

extending a tissue.

continued to fall, too engulfed in grief to acknowledge

I can do to help, please let me know,” Joanna

etched with lines of sorrow, his eyes reddened from crying. “My dad’s critically ill. They’re saying he doesn’t have much time left. But how? Just a few months ago, he was healthy. It’s only been a short while, and now

he shared his struggles to provide for his aging

his plight, offered a solution. “Is it the surgical fees

gazed at her with a flicker of hope. “Really? You have that kind of money? The surgery is

of vulnerability, the man took note of Joanna’s necklace. He remembered seeing a similar one before,

was worth

brands adorning her.

it really be possible to borrow enough from her

him a business card with her details. “Call me

but was soon distracted by an urgent call. His expression

closer, concerned. “What’s

accident had occurred involving the man’s

fruit knife from his bag, his face wild with desperation. “Ha, they’re all

toward Joanna, frustration boiling over. “Why do people like you live in luxury while we struggle in poverty? I know

the knife, Joanna recoiled

training, she stepped back and began calling for help. “Security? Are there

commotion in the lobby

a knife—run!”

Run! There’s

driven by a mix of envy and despair. “Why should the rich live lives of ease while I suffer? The starving, the freezing—while you

with grief, barely able to speak. “Please…

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