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?”

Brice led Julie towards Sansa’s ward, “Sansa’s treatment fee was delivered by Mr. Hernandez three days ago. In fact, you and Mr. Hernandez

After thinking about it, I thought! might have some feelings for you,

with a smile, “Sure.”

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

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

of Sansa’s ward, Dr. Brice said to Julie, “If there’s anything,

turned and pushed open the door

were sunken. That year, Sansa drove to find Darcey. She was speeding on the highway.

a large truck full of stones hit them, crushing both cars under

signs of life. At that time, Julie and Kieran were not divorced yet. With Kieran’s help, Julie managed to rush Sansa, who was hanging on by

from heart attacks, central circulatory failure, or traumatic myocarditis. 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 her own, and her body temperature returned to normal. She no longer needed

closest people pass away one by one, and Sansa suffer from illness time and time again. She had thought about ending Sansa’s life herself in despair, but

person who pushed her back into

Care Hospital, so Sansa was transferred to Oakhurst Hospital. Over the years, Julie had lost hope of seeing Sansa wake up, but no matter how tough life got, she never thought about giving up on Sansa’s treatment. It had become

nothing like Sansa’s hand in her childhood memories, but she held it tightly. When she was a child, she loved watching Sansa dance. She would spin and jump

She held Sansa’s hand, leaned on

said, a smile playing at the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were brimming with tears.

I never dare to think about what we might have

was 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

line, Simon, started a charity for rare diseases. I wasn’t back with Kieran then and was short on funds.

I thought, if he made the donation because he knew us, maybe he knew you? Too bad you can’t wake

him, but I think anyone who would

phone rang. She saw it was Kieran and

Call me

taxi home, but Kieran was

Sansa lying in the hospital bed, then asked Kieran

Julie gave Sansa a hug and left the

was a low-profile black business car, with a license plate number that stood out to Julie. She glanced at it and asked Kieran,

her cheek and