"I..." Jarrod moved his lips, struggling to form the words.

“Her parents are in a coma. I can be responsible for her."

Without a family member's signature, the hospital procedures would become exceedingly complex. But the hospital would never deny someone's treatment.

During Nicole's operation, Jarrod anxiously waited outside.

His mind raced back to the time when the nurse said a patient with advanced gastric cancer would show signs of illness.

Jarrod strained his memory and tried to recall any instance where Nicole had shown signs of discomfort. She did seem in pain sometimes during their intimate moments. Yet, back then, the more painful she was, the more he wanted to torment her.

He remembered that after their sexual intercourse, Nicole would often spend a long time in the bathroom.

But he hadn't thought much of it at the time.

To make matters worse, he even took her out to drink on several occasions.

In order to secure certain business deals he had assigned to her, Nicole had drunk desperately, continuously, for days until she secured them.

This just happened quite recently. Jarrod realized she might already have suffered from advanced gastric cancer at that time.

It turned out she couldn't bear it anymore, which was why she finally revealed her discomfort to him.

It wasn't an act. She was really ill sick.

But he had never believed her, not even once.

As Jarrod gazed at the closed doors of the emergency room, he realized despite his wealth and power, there were things beyond his control.

He once thought he hated Nicole, at times even wishing for her demise.

But now, as he faced the possibility of Losing her, he only had one thing in mind. She must live.

If she survived, he could make an effort to let go of his hatred.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the doors of the emergency room swung open.

Jarrod abruptly stood up. The sight of Nicole being wheeled out struck him with a piercing pain.