Chapter 645 – The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)

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At this moment, he woke up from his memories. She was no

longer the innocent Kyla Corbyn who was willing to bear the pain for fear of his worry.

She was only bearing the pain for Nelson.

Martin Weiss quickly wiped the sweat off Kyla Corbyn’s face. The red light turned green, and he drove to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, Kyla Corbyn had already fainted from the pain. Martin Weiss held Kyla Corbyn in his arms and went to the emergency room while Nelson followed Martin Weiss closely. His young face was full of worry.

Grace received a phone call from Martin Weiss an hour later. On the phone, Martin Weiss seemed to sound tired. “Kyla is in hospital now. She fainted from the pain today. The doctor said if she doesn’t get a transplant right away, even a transplant will be useless once it spreads completely.”

Grace was taken aback and said, “Okay, I’ll come to the hospital right away.”

“Grace.” Martin Weiss’s voice rang out again. It was deep and husky. “I… seldom beg others, but I’m begging you with everything I have and my life to persuade Kyla to accept my liver. Do whatever it takes to get her to agree to a transplant!”

Grace could not help being a little stunned. Having met Martin Weiss, she knew how difficult it was for a man with such a personality to say such a thing.

However, Martin Weiss was really desperate now that Kyla’s life was at stake.

If Kyla died, then Martin Weiss… would really be in hell.

“Got it,” replied Grace.

“What’s the matter?” Jason asked when she ended the call.

“Kyla is in the hospital. The doctor said she needs a liver transplant now. Otherwise, it’ll be too late and there won’t be another chance.” Grace rose to her feet as she said that. “I’m going to the hospital to persuade Kyla to agree to have the operation.”

“Then I’ll go with you,” said Jason.

“Your work…”

“I’ll deal with those documents later. I can’t rest a**ured if you go to the hospital alone,” he said.

“I have a bodyguard following me. What’s there to worry about?” she said.

“Even so, I’ll still be worried,” he muttered. He had even thought of buying an island and bringing her there so that she could not go anywhere. Perhaps he would feel more at ease then.

When Jason and Grace got to the hospital, they saw Martin Weiss sitting on the long bench outside the ward, looking dejected. His head was lowered, and his hands were clutching his hair.

“How is Kyla doing?” Grace quickly asked as she ran over.

Martin Weiss suddenly looked up at Grace. When Grace saw Martin Weiss’s expression at the moment, she felt a sudden shock in her heart.

It was a look filled with agonizing grief and despair. Even though she had seen Martin Weiss’s agonized and regretful look, it had never been so… intense and profound.

Martin Weiss said dryly, “Kyla’s inside, and so are Nelson and her

mother. Grace, I beg you. Please do whatever it takes to make her accept my liver. I’ll do anything as long as she’s willing to have this operation!”

Looking at the way Martin Weiss was now, Grace was mad and sad. However, she could not criticize him and only said, “I’ll go and check on Kyla first. I’ll persuade her to have the operation!”

With that, Grace spoke to Jason and went into the ward. Meanwhile, Jason stayed outside and looked at Martin Weiss.

Somehow, he kept seeing himself in Martin Weiss recently. It was as if his future would be like Martin Weiss’s!

‘No… No. Grace and I won’t turn out like Martin Weiss and Kyla Corbyn. I’m just overthinking it!’ Jason kept convincing himself.

In the ward, Grace looked at Kyla Corbyn who had already woken

Kyla Corbyn was probably not in pain anymore. Although she looked pale and still had the drip attached to the back of her hand, she was in good spirits. Mrs. Corbyn and Nelson were sitting at the head of the bed talking to her.

“Grace, what are you doing here?” asked Kyla Corbyn.

“Martin Weiss told me about it.” Grace walked closer, took a deep breath, and said, “Kyla, have the operation. It’s your last chance. If you give it up, there’s really no way for you to recover from your illness.”

“Grace!” Kyla Corbyn started to panic, fearing that Nelson would find out about her illness.

However, Grace had deliberately said it in front of her child in hopes that Kyla Corbyn would take the gamble for Nelson.

“Kyla, I know these few months are precious to you. You’re afraid that once you take the bet, you won’t even have these few months, but… if you win, you’ll be able to watch Nelson grow up.”

As she spoke, Grace paused and touched her bulging belly. “It’s like how I’m gambling too. Maybe it would’ve been safer if I had chosen a fetal reduction, but as a mother, it’s hard to give up any of my three children. So I decided to take a gamble for the kids.”

“Kyla, you have to take a gamble for yourself too. If you miss this opportunity, don’t you think Nelson will resent you when he grows up? He’ll resent you for not taking the bet and leaving him so soon. You have nothing to lose by betting a few months against several decades!”

Kyla Corbyn trembled and looked at her bewildered son.

‘Will he? Will Nelson resent me in the future?’

The little one could not quite understand what the adults were saying, but he did understand one thing. “Mommy, I don’t want you to leave me. I want to grow up with you. I… I’ll grow up soon, and I can protect you when I grow up!”

Kyla Corbyn immediately burst into tears.

The little one quickly climbed into bed and wiped away her tears with his tender little hands.

Just then, Martin Weiss suddenly pushed the ward door open and walked in. “I… I want to talk to Kyla alone. Is that alright?”

The people in the ward were stunned, and the little one seemed like he was ready to confront an enemy. Although his father had sent his mother to the hospital, he was still afraid that he would hurt her.

With tears still in her eyes, Kyla Corbyn looked at Martin Weiss who was standing not far away.

It had never occurred to her that she would be far more involved with this man than she previously imagined.

3/3 She hesitated for a moment before finally saying, “Mom, Grace, why don’t you take Nelson out? I’ll talk to him alone.”

“I’m not going out. I want to protect Mommy,” Nelson said as he widened his eyes.

Kyla Corbyn rubbed her son’s little head. “Keep guard outside the ward. I’ll call for you if I’m in danger. Then you can come in and protect me, okay?”

Although Nelson Corbyn was a smart and precocious child, he was only four years old, after all. After hearing what his mother said, he thought it made sense after giving it some thought so he nodded his little head.

The group of people walked out of the ward. Only Kyla Corbyn and Martin Weiss were left in the huge ward now.

Martin Weiss stood a little awkwardly, finding himself feeling uneasy under her gaze. It was as if he was about to be executed.

‘How long has it been since I felt this way?’

“I… was hoping Grace could persuade you, but… I was afraid… Afraid that she couldn’t. So… I couldn’t help coming in. I know you don’t want to see me and won’t bother using my liver, but…”

He paused and spoke as if he was exhausting all his strength to utter these words. “I beg you to have the operation. As long as you have the operation, I won’t appear in front of you anymore. You’ll never see me again!”

He only wanted her to live. As long as she survived, everything else did not matter.

Kyla Corbyn looked at him and said, “If I proceed with the operation, it’ll be dangerous for you too. Do you have any conditions?”

Her tone was calm. It was as if they were only talking about a deal.

‘Conditions?’ Martin Weiss’s eyes widened immediately. “Are… Are you willing to have the operation?”

“Yes…” She wanted to take a chance for her son and mother, “You can tell me whatever conditions you have. I don’t want to owe you anything. But if I die on the operating table or suffer transplant rejection, then I may not be able to fulfill your conditions.”

2/4 He said agitatedly, “No! You’re not going to die! Your body won’t reject it. You donated me your bone marrow, so the blood in my body is produced by your bone marrow. Our blood is the same. There’s no way you’ll suffer from transplant rejection!”

In other words, his liver was the most suitable liver for her.

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