Chapter 907:

“The machine is fine, but Gemma’s immune system is deteriorating rapidly. She’s been sick almost every day,” he said, his voice heavy with sorrow. “She can’t leave the house, confined to one room, with doctors constantly at her side.”

Alicia’s heart ached. Gemma had always been protected by Corey. She was gentle, kind, and innocent. During the past two years, Gemma often brought comfort to Alicia. Gemma was talented in cooking, baking, art, and music. If not for her illness, she would have been exceptional.

Alicia asked, “What do the doctors say?”

“Slow recovery,” Corey replied, tapping ash from his cigarette, his expression laden with worry. “The best they’re hoping for is that she remains in a semivegetative state, barely able to care for herself.”

Alicia felt a pang of sadness. “Is that the best or the worst?”

Alicia hoped Corey had simply misspoken, but his silent, bitter smile confirmed her fears.

her phone. It was a message from Caden: “You’re not at the apartment. Did you go back? I’m coming over.” The message was delayed, sent ten minutes ago. Feeling a pang of sympathy for Gemma, Alicia typed, “I’ve already had dinner. Don’t come over.” Caden did

I’ll travel to Xada in a few days

delivers what

sat motionless. “Can’t you have

“I’m not interested.”

suspected us being together. You’re keeping your distance now because you’re afraid of his misunderstanding, right? Do

all the turmoil Corey had caused over the years—and how undeserving Gemma was of it—Alicia retorted, “If you had focused on doing good for Gemma, maybe her condition would have been better

into that whole

bodyguard to escort Corey out. Just two minutes later, someone

are quick, but not necessarily

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