Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
“Aunt Margaret, you weren’t lying to me, right? Halston’s condition, is it really better than before?” She could not imagine that things would be so successful and believed that Aunt Margaret was only lying to her to make her feel better.
“Oh, Miss Flossie, it couldn’t be more true. Mr. Guajardo’s condition has improved so much! Jovan’s blood works even better than I thought it would!”
Margaret’s tone was full of certainty, and was as excited as Columbus finding the ‘New World.’
“But that’s Jovan. He hates Halston’s guts. How could his blood be effective?”
“Blood relatives are considered loved ones too, so their blood should be effective as well. Who knows? Jovan may very well have the deepest respect for Mr. Guajardo in his heart.”
“You’re right. Love and hate are separated by a thin line anyway.”
Flossie stroked her chin thoughtfully when understanding hit her.
Jovan had always looked up to Halston while growing up.
Even though he made it clear it was jealousy, it could really just be that he loved him to death, perhaps even more than her. Moreover, he is also a relative; thus, his blood would naturally be more effective than hers.
He said that he was scared of her hurting, but what if, in reality, he was just worried about Halston?!’
Heh, he sure doesn’t like admitting to his feelings!’
Flossie felt like she understood Jovan even more now.
“Miss Flossie, since we have reached a breakthrough, I’m thinking… We can try healing Mr Guajardo’s eyes.” Margaret said thoughtfully.
Recently, she had been researching and experimenting with different ingredients that would work with her father’s recipe to help Halston gain his sight back.
“Really? What’re the conditions?” Flossie asked in an emotional tone.
‘This is great. After so much waiting, the day is finally here!’ she thought.
“Regarding this, we require Mr. Guajardo’s as well as Jovan’s full cooperation, I suspect that it will still be quite difficult to do. ” Margaret stopped at this, sighed with worry, and said, “This method is created by my father, called the ‘Bloodletting and Bone Fumigation Therapy.’ Since Mr. Guajardo’s body didn’t reject Jovan’s blood, I reckon we could try it out.”
“‘Bloodletting and Bone Fumigation Therapy’?”
Confusion was written all over Flossie’s face. “What kind of treatment is this? Just the name creeps me out.”
“It is quite scary. That’s why modern doctors would not use this type of treatment. They see it as a form of voodoo. If you really wish for Mr. Guajardo to get well soon, this is still an option, albeit the most extreme one.”
“Of course, I wish for that, but… You say you would require the cooperation of both Jovan and Halston. Do you mean…”
A flurry of images flashed through Flossie’s mind, and she tensed, unable to continue speaking about it.
“You’re smart, so you can probably figure it out.” Margaret didn’t go into further details and patted Flossie’s shoulder.
“Miss Flossie, please consider it, and if you think it’s possible, we can start Mr Guajardo’s treatment.”
“I… I’ll think about it carefully.” Flossie chewed on her lower lip as she stared at the dark, gloomy sky, her heart feeling equally as dark and gloomy.
Wide awake in the quiet of the night, she leaned against the cold pillar of the pavilion and stared up at the moon hanging high up in the sky.
A soft breeze blew past her face. Its cool and refreshing sensation caused her to feel more awake than ever.
‘Sometimes, I really wish that all that had happened was a dream!’
“The moon is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?” A playful male voice sounded from behind her.
Without a doubt, it had to be Jovan who was obsessed with her. However, since he had given a lot of blood earlier, his voice sounded a lot more frail than before.
Flossie looked at his thin clothing and the bandage around his wrist. She couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty. “It’s chilly at night! Would it kill you to wear some warmer clothes?”
Jovan’s gloomy gaze suddenly brightened, like the shimmering stars in the sky, “Oho, did the sun rise from the west today? Are you finally starting to care for me?”
“That’s the moon, not the sun, you idiot!” Flossie rolled her eyes at him as she huffed.
Staring at his wrist, she gently asked, “How do you feel?
Does it hurt?”
“See, there you go caring about me again. Why don’t you just admit it?” Jovan’s face showed extreme contentment as if he were a dog being rewarded with a treat.
“Are you really that grateful for what I did? Would you like to become mine now? I swear I will make sure that you are happy!”
Flossie thought to herself, ‘Ugh, I can’t believe I nearly felt compassion for this blockhead of a man! Why would I think that it’d affect him?’
Jovan finally put off the playful act and asked Flossie, “So… Has Halston kicked the bucket yet?”
“No, on the contrary… Your blood is extremely effective, even more so than mine.”
“See, what did I say? My blood is precious!” Jovan beamed like a fool.
After all, if Halston were better, Flossie would be happy, and if Flossie was happy, he would be too.
“But he’s alright now, so why do I feel like something’s still making you unhappy?”
“Because I’m feeling very conflicted.” Flossie said quietly as she stared at Jovan.
“Conflicted about what? Humor me. Tell me about it.” Jovan smirked playfully as usual.
Even though his wrist had been slit open earlier, he was genuinely happy.
My muse has finally started showing me concern and compassion. She is finally willing to talk to him. She is even stargazing with me… Giving that blood away was totally worth it!’
“Margaret said since Halston’s body doesn’t reject your blood, she found a way to cure him.” Flossie looked rather serious.
Jovan’s smile immediately dropped, asking coldly, “How?” Flossie explained everything Margaret mentioned to the man.
Upon hearing this, Jovan fell silent for a long while. He then scoffed frostily and replied, “It just sounds like they’re going to use my blood, my bones to extend Halston’s life, and they’re going to use my eyes to cure his.”
“In theory, yes.” Flossie nodded.
Jovan was a smart man, after all. Just hearing the name of the therapy was enough for him to understand what it meant.
“Ridiculous!” Jovan looked extremely upset and cold, along with slight disappointment.
“Flossie, why are you telling me this? I don’t suppose you think I’m that great of a man? Halston is the one person I have always wanted to defeat. This is the day I have been waiting for! Why do you think I would ever let him live, let alone sacrifice myself for him?!”
“I know you wouldn’t. That’s why I told you,” Flossie said calmly.
She had never hoped for Jovan to agree, but she had no clue why she told the truth to him.
Maybe… ever since Jovan gave his blood for Halston’s medicine, I started thinking of him in a better light.’
At that moment, they were allies on the same boat instead of being enemies. She figured he had a right to know about this.