Ronald held her hand tighter again, without saying a word; just holding her tightly, with force.
Samantha's willow brows were raised, and her slender fingers ran over his brows gently. "What's wrong?"
Sighing again, Ronald wrapped her hand in the palm o f his hand, bowed his head, and kissed her. "I will find the right bone marrow for you. I will."
She was stunned for a moment, and then regained her composure. "Find bone marrow? My condition sounds tricky."
"It is the early stage of leukemia. The doctor said that a s long as you find a matching bone marrow and undergo treatments, you will recover. Don't worry."
Nodding, Samantha lazily squinted her narrow eyes. "I s there any fruit? I feel like eating some fruit."
Ronald took an apple and peeled the skin, and his brows were still knitted together. "Are you not worried about your illness?"
She looked nonchalant, no matter what she did. She curled up like a kitten.
It was leukemia. Her reaction surprised him. He was expecting to see her be sad and cry.
"Why should I be worried? Didn't the doctor say as long as I find a matching bone marrow and do the transplant, I will be fine? Besides, you will allow nothing to happen to me, will you?"
Ronald's breathing became heavy, even his chest started heaving. "Absolutely. I won't let anything happen to you."
"Then what should I worry about?" Samantha said, chuckling. "By the way, I almost forgot to tell you one thing; I gave birth to a child before."
Ronald's expression changed. He was shocked and then looked bleak.
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