Chapter 867 Unspoken Guilt

Cherise’s eyes shut tightly, her features etched with pain. “Your sister’s ordeal mirrors my mother’s in many ways. When I operated on her, I took an extra step… and that’s why she

survived.”

“Five years ago, when my mother passed, she urged me not to shoulder blame. She insisted it was her choice.”

“But I couldn’t forgive myself… Because at the time, I entertained the notion of taking that extra step, but… I faltered. I was gripped by fear… Fear that one additional step might jeopardize my mother’s life.”

“But it was that one step… and my mother couldn’t hold on…”

Cherise locked these memories away, never daring to share them with anyone

In the years following, each midnight reverie would stir her from slumber, tears staining her pillow in remembrance of her mother.

Subsequently, Cherise crossed paths with Dr. Keeples, Lermille Hospital’s director.

His sage advice resonated deeply with her: the gravest mistake a doctor could make was to operate on a loved one without absolute conviction.

Such a decision, he cautioned, would yield a lifetime of remorse.

Inspired by his counsel, Cherise made the pivotal choice to join Lermille Hospital’s ranks.

remained a festering wound, a relentless source

her paper because

for guidance on navigating

she anticipate that her paper would become Gwenn’s weapon of choice against her.

from a clear

onset, she derided Cherise for her reluctance to perform surgery, and now,

each calculated move, Gwenn systematically dismantled Cherise’s aspirations

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dreams and undermining her

enfolded Cherise in his arms, his gentle touch a balm to her tormented soul. “It’s all in the past, my love. There’s no need to

your mother, I would have made the

quivering frame stilled momentarily as she

at Damien through tear–blurred eyes, she

the goodness within your

locked eyes with Damien, her lips

brushed her lips with a kiss. “Zachary informed. me that when

out to numerous experts worldwide, seeking counsel on the feasibility of your plan. You tirelessly tended to your mother by day and burned the midnight oil alone, sleeping a mere few hours a night. It took you over

loved ones more time,

ailment had never been conquered.”

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