After I Got Sick, He Cried His Eyes Red from Worry and Ran All over Town to Raise Money for Me, But I Still Broke His Heart

Chapter 8

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I was getting worse. If it went on like this, I really wouldn't make it.

I opened a loan app and withdrew ten thousand dollars.

I could earn more money later. Right now, saving my life came first.

I went to the hospital again.

But as I stood at the entrance, someone called out from behind me.

"Elodie? Wow, what a coincidence. What are you doing here?"

I turned around.

A blonde guy in a black tracksuit was pushing a bike, grinning at me with that sly, up-to-no-good look.

He squinted those seductive eyes, staring me down.

It was Ronan Carver, another rich guy I was stringing along.

He walked right up, eyeing the names of the gynecological departments on the hospital sign.

"Oh? Are you sick? Here to see a doctor?"

I didn't say anything. He kept going. "Well, well. Didn't expect you to catch something like this. Just wait. Beckett's gonna find out soon. Let's see how he reacts then."