Chapter 642 – The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)

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Martin Weiss suddenly smiled, but it was as if he were crying. “Jason… Do you know how envious I am of you? You can be with… Grace, but Kyla and I…”

Jason pressed his thin lips together.

Martin Weiss’s drunken gaze moved away from Jason’s face. It took him a long time to finally focus his eyes on Grace’s face.

“Grace, you… You’re Kyla’s friend, so tell me what… What do I have to do to make her… take my liver and have… the operation…” His voice grew hoarser as he spoke, and he was breathing unsteadily.

Grace was stunned. “What happened? You told Kyla about the liver donation and Kyla refused to accept it?”

Martin Weiss suddenly broke out into a bitter smile as his eyes reddened. “Yes, she refused to accept it. She… She doesn’t want anything from me in her body… She would rather die than have my liver!

‘But I want her to live! I want to see her alive and well in this world. Whether she forgives me or not, I want her alive!’

Grace’s face suddenly became grave. A liver transplant was now

2/4 Kyla’s only chance of survival. Martin Weiss was willing to donate his liver, but she did not expect Kyla to reject it.

“Grace, tell me. Tell… Tell me… what… What to do… If half a liver isn’t enough, I… I can give her my whole liver. All of it…” Martin Weiss still stubbornly wanted an answer.

Looking at the way Martin Weiss was, Grace only felt angry and sad.

“Martin Weiss, you shouldn’t have let things go so far if you knew it’d end like this! If you hadn’t hurt Kyla again and again, Kyla wouldn’t be so resolute now!” said Grace.

“Yeah, it’s all my fault! Haha… Why did I let things go so far if I knew it’d end like this?” Martin Weiss sobbed, and he beat his heart with his fist. “She said she doesn’t want to see me whether she’s alive or dead. She hates me… She hates me…”

Tears welled up in Martin Weiss’s eyes, only to come streaming down his face in an instant.

Martin Weiss was no longer that proud and conceited man. It was as if he were an abandoned child.

He cried louder and louder. “Is she… not going to give me a second glance even if I die in front of her… But I love her. I love her…”

It was as if Martin Weiss was going to vent all the feelings in his heart.

He was sobbing and his voice was hoarse. He looked entirely like a mess.

“Martin Weiss, it would’ve been nice if you had been a little lenient on Kyla. Unfortunately, some damage is permanent once it’s caused. No matter how much you love Kyla now, it may already be too late for her.”

Grace’s voice rang out in the air, while Jason, who was standing next to her, suddenly shuddered. He watched her profile in a daze.

Suddenly, Jason’s heart was filled with a touch of panic. His body shuddered slightly, and his eyes fell on Martin Weiss who was sobbing and immersed in endless regret.

At this moment, he seemed to see his future in Martin Weiss.

‘No! I won’t turn out like Martin Weiss!’ Jason refused to accept it.

Jason told the maids to handle Martin Weiss. Then, he went back to the bedroom with Grace.

“What’s with Martin Weiss? He was so ruthless to Kyla and now he’s crying so hard. If tears could solve problems, then everyone can just cry whenever they do something wrong. How could there be such an easy way out?” mumbled Grace.

She was angry with what Martin Weiss had done. If he loved Kyla, why would he hurt her like that?

What was the use even if Martin Weiss cried so much now?

The next moment, Jason hugged Grace from behind. He held her carefully as he breathed in her ears. “What if it were me? Would you forgive me if I did something wrong and cried like that one day?”

Grace laughed. “What are you talking about? I was talking about Martin Weiss. Why mention yourself all of a sudden? Besides, you haven’t done anything wrong. Why would you cry?”

“I was just asking… what if,” he muttered. His lips gently kissed her earlobes.

He was so attached to her and so scared.

Her body trembled, and her cheeks went red. She could feel his lips on her ears. ‘Come on. Doesn’t he know I’ll be… easily tempted when he does that?’

She turned around and glared at him with a faint blush.

“Will you forgive me? Or… will you be like Kyla Corbyn and how she’s treating Martin Weiss now? Whether alive or dead…” He could not go on somehow, perhaps because he was too afraid he would hit the nail on the head.

Since when did he start being so paranoid?

It seemed as if anything related to her would make him less like himself.

Grace only found Jason’s beautiful eyes seemingly stained with a touch of pity.

At the same time, she had been feeling more and more maternal since getting pregnant. It seemed as if her heart would break to see such a pitiful gaze.

She raised her hands and held his face, saying, “You’re not really going to cry after doing something wrong, are you? You’re a father-to-be. You have to set an example. But…”

She paused and touched his cheeks with her palms, taking advantage of him.

‘Hmm… It feels so good!’

“I’d feel bad if you really do end up crying like Martin Weiss! Perhaps I’ll forgive you for whatever you’ve done,” she said.

He stared deeply into her eyes, taking her hand gently and kissing her palm with his lips.

“Then it’s a deal,” he murmured, finally kissing her on the lips.

He loved her temperature, softness, and scent a lot.

If only his Grace could stay by his side forever…

Grace went to see Kyla Corbyn the next day and asked, “Did you reject Martin Weiss’s liver donation?”

“How did you find out?” asked Kyla Corbyn.

“Last night, Martin Weiss got drunk and came to me, asking me what he could do to make you accept his liver donation. He was drunk and a little delirious. He was crying the whole time,” said Grace.

Kyla Corbyn’s eyelashes quivered slightly. Hearing these words now felt as if she were listening to someone else’s matters.

Whether Martin Weiss was drunk or had cried, it could no longer cause the slightest waves in her heart.

“I want nothing to do with him. Besides, with my current condition, it’s uncertain whether the operation will be successful even if I undergo a liver transplant. It may still fail afterward,”

said Kyla Corbyn. She would have had a much better chance of surviving after a liver transplant if her illness was only stage one or two.

However, she was in stage three now, and it was too late. It probably would not be of much use even if the surgery was successful.

“I can get Jay to find the best doctor to operate on you,” Grace said quickly.

Kyla Corbyn smiled gently. “Grace, thank you. You’ve done enough for me. I don’t want to spend the last months of my life lying in a hospital bed. If I have the operation, then I may be stuck in the hospital bed until the very end.”

“But…”

“I don’t want to waste these months. Surgery doesn’t mean much to me now,” she said. She knew her condition was getting worse day by day.

In that case, why bother with it?

Grace knew Kyla had accepted her fate, or rather… it was because of the difficulty of the operation and Kyla’s rejection of Martin Weiss.

“Kyla, you have Nelson and Aunt. Are you willing to give up on them?” she said.

Kyla Corbyn smiled wryly. “No, but so what? Grace, I know what you want to persuade me to do, but I’ve made up my mind. I can’t afford to bet my last few months on the success of an operation!”

Grace’s heart sank. After all, there was no guarantee that the operation would be successful and that after the operation, the cancer cells would not spread. It was still a possibility that there would be adverse reactions… and many more other risks!

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