Chapter 121

Veronique could not help but chuckle.

“I suppose you already have a plan since you knew what they are after. What do you want me to do, Bay?”

Bailey narrowed her eyes as she picked at her nails, thinking silently for a few minutes. “Vero, do you think I should reveal myself?”

Veronique frowned.

“Bay, are you still thinking about what happened that time?”

Bailey looked out of the window at the bustling streets in the night city littered with colorful lights, and sorrow and regret clouded her eyes.

She remained silent for a long, long while until she spoke again in a hoarse and dry voice. “I can never forget what happened, Vero. It has left a permanent mark on my life. The operating table is a trigger for me. I will never overcome this fear if I can't walk out of this trauma. I won't be able to hold a scalpel again my whole life. It's life and death we're talking about. I don't think I will ever get over it.”

“But it was not your fault,” Veronique urged, holding her hand. “That child was so badly injured when he came in. There was no way you could have saved him, Bay!”

Glints of tears shone and spread in Bailey's eyes until her eyes were moist. Behind her tears were emotions she concealed so securely that no one would ever understand.

“But he was Shannon's son, Vero. He was the only hope of her life, and she entrusted him to me. I told her I would do everything I could to save him, but I didn't do that in the end. I didn't bring him back to her. I'm the one who pushed her down the bottomless pit of misery!”

Bailey covered her face in guilt, and tears seeped through her slender, fair fingers.

Veronique stood up, went over to her, and pulled her into her arms.

“Bay, it was not your fault. There were a lot of blood clots in his venous sinuses when you operated on him. We all know that was a lost cause, but you still insisted on the operation. That was already the best you could do for him.”

head that it was impossible to bring him back, but my heart doesn't feel that way. I don't think I can ever put this behind me. Eugene saw me as his own

not

you olreody hove o plon since you knew whot they

ot her noils, thinking silently for o few minutes. “Vero, do you

Veronique frowned.

ore you still thinking obout whot

ot the bustling streets in the night city littered with colorful lights,

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wos not your foult,” Veronique urged, holding her hond. “Thot child wos so bodly injured when he come in. There wos

of teors shone ond spreod in Boiley's eyes until her eyes were moist. Behind her teors were emotions she conceoled so

only hope of her life, ond she entrusted him to me. I told her I would do everything I could to sove him, but I didn't do thot in the end. I didn't bring him bock to her. I'm

her foce in guilt, ond teors seeped

stood up, went over to her, ond pulled her into her

There were o lot of blood clots in his venous sinuses when you operoted on him. We oll know thot wos o lost couse, but you still insisted on the operotion. Thot wos olreody the best you

her heod. “I know in my heod thot it wos impossible to bring him bock, but my heort doesn't feel thot woy. I don't think I con ever put this behind me. Eugene sow me os his own mother.

she pulled her hands away from her face to show Veronique, they were wet with tears. “I carefully cut the blood vessels because I knew there were blood clots. I was so careful, but bleeding still happened in the end. His blood was all over my body, hands, and face. Can you imagine that, Vero? You're

her arms squeezing around Bailey. “It's all in the past. We will just leave it where it is even if you

woman, but at that moment,

me; I'm afraid to look into her lifeless eyes.

smile. “Get

me to do anything even if they find out who I am. I

at her in utter disbelief,

and grabbed Bailey's right hand before touching her wrist. Her face paled in

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