Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 198

A little boy in a dark blue baseball cap bumped into Julie, like hitting a brick wall. He lost his balance and sat down on the ground. Just as Julie was about to bend down to help him up, the little boy pulled down the brim of his cap to hide his face. He picked up a dark blue pendant that had fallen to the ground and clutched it

to his chest as if it were a precious treasure.

Julie extended her hand to the little boy, but he didn’t look up. Suddenly, a tall man burst out of the hospital. He scooped up the boy from the ground without a word to Julie, then turned and headed towards a black SUV parked outside the hospital.

The little boy didn’t cry or struggle, he just kept his head down. Julie couldn’t see his face, only his small hands clutching the pendant.

She watched the man get into the car with the little boy in his arms until the car door closed. Inside the car, she saw a pair of red pointed heels, authoritative and imposing. Her eyes followed the woman’s ankle up, until they were obscured by the car door.

All she could see was the woman’s hand, with dark red nail polish, reaching out for the boy.

The boy hesitated, then placed the delicate blue pendant in the woman’s hand.

The car door closed. Julie watched the black SUV drive away.

It wasn’t until her phone buzzed in her pocket that she snapped out of her reverie and picked up the call.

It was Dr. Brice’s voice on the other end, “I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. Turns out it was really you.”

The familiar voice not only came from the phone, but also seemed to be coming from behind her.

She turned around, and sure enough, Dr. Brice was standing right behind her. He was wearing his white doctor’s coat, phone in hand.

They locked eyes. He ended the call, then walked towards her, “Last time I saw you, it was in the newspaper.”

Julie smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to respond. Ever since he had bluntly expressed his affection for her, things between them had become a bit awkward. Even though they still occasionally chatted on WhatsApp, most of the time they talked about Sansa Abraham, no longer occasionally caring about each other’s lives as friends.

Feeling the shift in their relationship, Dr. Brice took the initiative to speak, “Did you come to see your sister?”

Julie nodded, “Why are you here at the hospital entrance?”

fee was delivered by Mr. Hernandez three days ago. In fact, you and Mr. Hernandez remarried…

My family asked me if I had someone in mind. After thinking about it, I thought! might have some feelings for you, but I’m more focused on myself. So…just like we discussed last

a smile, “Sure.”

be friends. Don’t worry, I’m not interested in

“Dr. Brice, you really have good taste.”

Brice said to Julie, “If there’s

Julie turned and pushed open the door

cheeks were sunken. That year, Sansa drove

Darcey’s car. Then, a large truck full of stones hit them, crushing both cars under its chassis. The huge impact caused the stones on the truck to slide off, completely burying the small car.

the stones by hand, everyone else at the scene of the accident had already died, only Sansa still showed signs of life. At that time, Julie and Kieran were not divorced yet. With Kieran’s help, Julie

She had brushed past death many times. It wasn’t until more than four months later that she gradually regained the ability to breathe on

would have faced the drastic changes in her family without Kieran by her side during her toughest times. She had watched her closest people pass away one by one, and Sansa suffer

the person who pushed her back into the abyss

transferred to Oakhurst Hospital. Over the years, Julie had lost hope of seeing Sansa wake up, but no matter how tough life got,

her childhood memories, but she held it tightly. When she was a child, she loved watching Sansa dance. She would spin and jump gracefully in

Sansa’s hand, leaned on the bed and used her arm as a

survive.” She said, a smile playing at

we might have

talking to herself, but she still said seriously, “Only those who are alive have the right to love or hate. What’s past is past. If we have a chance to correct our mistakes, we should cherish it. We may have made mistakes, but at least we’re

Their first in line, Simon, started a charity for rare diseases. I wasn’t back with Kieran then

me if I knew Simon. I thought, if he made the donation because he knew us, maybe he knew you? Too bad you

him, but I think anyone who would donate to us

Julie’s phone rang. She saw it was Kieran

me when

taxi home,

then asked Kieran on the phone, “Where are you? I’ll head

Sansa a hug

business car, with a license plate number that stood

birthday.” He pinched her cheek and grinned, “Thanks for being