The Barrister's Love in Town

Chapter 289 I’m Giving You a Chance Now

Amanda followed the given instructions and drove to St. Helen. The moment she entered the premises of the rehabilitation center, an overwhelming sense of ecriness washed over her. There was an inexplicable strangeness in the air, creating a chilling atmosphere that seemed to envelop her. Goosebumps formed on her arms as she stepped out of the car and gazed at the center before her. She lightly touched her arms, attempting to soothe the prickling sensation.

She couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched from somewhere for some unknown reason. Yet, she couldn’t find anything suspicious when she glanced around warily. She retrieved her phone from her pocket and dialed the number written on the slip of paper. After a few rings, the call finally connected.

A soft. gentle voice greeted her on the other end, “Hello.”

“Hello, are you the bone marrow donor? I’ve arrived at the rehabilitation center. Can we meet?”

There was a brief pause before the woman on the phone responded, “Come to the third floor of the inpatient department. I’ll be waiting for you in the corridor.”

Amanda couldn’t help but find the situation even more peculiar after ending the call. The woman’s calm demeanor seemed detached as if she bore no concern for the matter at hand.

Meanwhile, a woman standing in the hospital corridor handed her phone to the man next to her. Tve followed your instructions and made the call.”

The tall man stood before the window, observing Amanda, who was standing near her car in the distance. Her delicate silhouette exuded fragility. He released a kind of laughter filled with malicious glee as he remarked, “Very well, it’s none of your concern anymore. Carry on with your business.”

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Amanda reached the deserted third floor of the inpatient department. As she passed by the wards, the sounds of heart-wrenching cries echoed through the air. She took a step back, feeling startled. This place was called a rehabilitation center, but it was nothing more than an asylum. Then, she caught sight of a man’s silhouette at the far end of the corridor. The dim lighting obscured his features, but she could see that he stood sideways, gazing out of the window toward the rehabilitation center, as though he was anticipating her arrival.

a man? The person who called her earlier was

hesitated and felt reluctant to approach, but she couldn’t afford to give up now, not when

made her way toward the man. Before she could utter a word, he turned around, revealing his true identity. In an instant, her eyes widened in shock, and she remained unable to regain her composure for quite some time. It was Taylor!

to see me? Don’t doubt yourself. Your guess was right. I

Him again!

through her, reaching its peak. She marched up to him, unable to contain her frustration any longer, and delivered a resounding slap right across his face. “Are you out of

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a match for your son. It’s Rosie. Isn’t it ironic? The Winterses and Allegras searched high and low for a matching donor, yet both my sister and I turned out to

such a horrific turn. The Winterses and Allegras had exhausted every avenue in their search, but

of watching her spiral into a mental breakdown. “Go on, persuade me. Wasn’t that what you wanted? To convince the donor’s family? If you can

the bone marrow. Come

assault. She clenched her fists, trembling uncontrollably. She bit her lower lip and came close to drawing blood. She knew he wouldn’t

hold back her tears and turned to walk away, but he grabbed her, pulling her toward one of the rooms. “Do you see that? That’s how my sister is right now. Don’t try to tell me that Elias isn’t to blame. If that’s the case, why should we care whether your child

disturbed girl inside, oscillating between crying and laughing. The girl incessantly uttered Elias’ name, as if bound by an unbreakable

lowered his gaze, observing her side profile. “I’ll give you a chance now. I can donate bone marrow, but I have one

locking eyes with him. He was momentarily stunned, as it was the first time he had seen her eyes up close. He couldn’t help but admit that they were remarkably beautiful-bright, clear, and imbued with a hint of innocence and a touch of naivety. Anyone who

didn’t waste a moment and demanded, “What’s

he could respond, she quickly added. “If it’s something like sleeping with you, forget it. I won’t do it, and it’s absolutely disgusting.” She was about to turn and walk away, but he tightly gripped her wrist. “Take care of my sister for the next ten days, starting today. If you do, I’ll donate bone marrow to your son. Also, during this time,