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?”

consultation.” Dr. Brice led Julie towards Sansa’s ward, “Sansa’s treatment fee was delivered by Mr. Hernandez three days

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

with a smile, “Sure.”

not interested in a married woman, and

Brice’s humor made Julie laugh, “Dr. Brice, you really

to Julie, “If there’s anything, feel free to

leave, Julie turned and

sunken. That year, Sansa drove to

cars under its chassis. The huge impact caused the stones on the truck to slide off, completely burying the small

and Kieran were not divorced yet. With Kieran’s help, Julie managed to rush Sansa, who was hanging on by a thread, to the Tranquil Care Hospital for emergency treatment. After 28

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 a ventilator, and the drainage tube on her chest was removed, but she remained unconscious.

her side during her toughest times. She had watched her closest people pass away one by one, and Sansa suffer from illness time and time again. She had thought about ending Sansa’s

who pushed her back into the abyss was also him.

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

over and held Sansa’s hand, feeling the stiffness. It was nothing like Sansa’s hand in her childhood memories, but she held it tightly. When she

held Sansa’s hand, leaned on the bed and used

would survive.” She said, a smile playing at the

kid’s name is Ivan Hernandez. I never dare to think about what we might

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 still alive. Sansa,

charity for rare diseases. I wasn’t back with Kieran then and was short on funds. If I had used the money, it could’ve solved our urgent

he made the donation because he knew us, maybe he

anyone who would donate to us must be a good person…”

saw it was Kieran and

Call me when you’re ready to

home, but

at Sansa lying in the hospital bed, then asked Kieran on the phone, “Where are you? I’ll head

gave Sansa a hug and

car, with a license plate number

cheek and grinned,