When She Rose From the Ashes

Chapter 129 The Cry of a Mother

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Natalie let out a long sigh, at a loss for what to say. At that moment, the emergency light above the door went dark and Ruby was wheeled out.

Natalie’s gaze fell once again on Witch Doctor. Even after five years, he still carried that same icy, untouchable air.

Flynn and Waylon hurried forward. “Witch Doctor, how is my wife?”

“Her clotting disorder was caused by a bacterial infection. I recall warning you that donors are left with severely weakened immunity afterward, making them highly vulnerable to bacteria and viruses. And yet, surrounded by all this risk, none of you noticed?” His voice was cold, stripped of warmth.

For some reason, Natalie found something about him oddly familiar. Yvonne’s palms were damp with sweat. For Mr. Gunn to appear so openly before Natalie–wasn’t he afraid she would recognize him?

Baron let his eyes brush across Natalie’s face before pulling his gaze back.

Hearing his words, Waylon and Flynn exchanged a look. They knew the truth–Ruby hadn’t wanted to live. The Stone family was no ordinary household; after such a major surgery, every precaution had been arranged. For her to still contract an infection could only mean she had done it deliberately.

Baron’s voice dropped a notch. “Try to reach her somehow. I can save her this time, but not the next.”

Waylon seemed to age several years in an instant. Flynn nodded quickly in agreement,

Just then, Ruby’s eyes fluttered open.

how do you feel?” Waylon clasped her hand

turned her head from him–only for her gaze to land on

daughter! My daughter! It’s

terrified

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struggling to hold her back. Yvonne instantly pulled Natalie

advantage of

was stunned by Ruby’s reaction. She had not expected to be looked

my daughter! She is my daughter! Don’t hold me back! Daughter,

wails were hoarse and desperate, tearing through the corridor. The sound made Natalie’s nose sting, her eyes swelling

Ruby’s breakdown, Flynn shouted, panic rising in his voice. “Dad, call the

there to treat her clotting disorder, but for her emotional collapse, Flynn trusted

struggling in their arms, yet her eyes never left her. They were filled

tighten painfully, as though a heavy sponge had been pressed inside her heart,

realized it, she pushed Yvonne’s arm aside and stepped slowly

approach, she went still. Her