Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Chapter 850



Once again, Frederick's hatred for women rose to the extreme, which was something that had not been felt in a long time.

When it came to Danica, although there was no love left, there were still tiny remnants of what he used to feel for her. Moreover, everything that happened in the past, stayed in the past. At that moment, he was not in a state of despair. Thus, it was unnecessary for him to keep blaming her for the past. After all, she was still closer to him than a stranger was, and he was someone who donated more than 50 million dollars to charity every year!

What he found the most unacceptable was that, no matter how much he sacrificed, he still bred a wolf out of her.

At this point, everything was quite literally ruined by her!NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Thinking of that, Frederick ground his teeth in hatred; his remaining empathy wearing thinner by the day. Although it was said that it took all sorts to make the world, he was still sure that there was no one else who irritated him more than she did!

After thinking for a while, Chet had no objections to his idea. "This is not a bad idea. It's better than being bombarded by her and having no peace at all! As of now, it doesn't look like you'd have much to worry about."

Although he couldn't understand the insanity of this woman who was about to die, he was still rather tolerant of her, and treated her generously. In such dire circumstances, he thought that even if she really tried something, it wasn't going to be an overnight success, nor was it going to be a walk in the park to do what she planned to do.

She had eyes on her twenty-four-seven. And even if some circumstances allowed her to do so, time was not on her side.

Well, such is life!

Chet unconsciously looked at Frederick again. He couldn't help but sigh, pondering about the ups and downs of Danica's life. This was her own misfortune. How much harm was she planning to cause? When would she be willing to let things go?

Hadn't she thought about the reason why she was so unfortunate? Didn't she realize that the one who she had been hurting was the one who was the closest to her and who cared about her most? Wasn't she the one putting an end to her own life?

"That's right."

Chet's words seemed to reassure Frederick even more. He turned around and picked up his cell phone, "I will talk to Carson then.."

Following this, Chet stood up as well. "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

As soon as he turned around, a familiar ringtone was heard. Frederick pressed on the answer button as he said into the phone, "Speak of the devil. I was just about to call you!"

Chet walked up to the door. Suddenly, an alarming cry sounded behind him, "What did you just say?"

The fear in Frederick's voice sounded too abrupt. He turned back immediately to find Frederick already standing up from his chair, saying, "I'll be right there!"

"Frederick?"

"Alicia is sick! Quick, we need to go to the hospital!"

The two then rushed straight to the hospital in panic.

When they arrived at the ward, they were stopped by a nurse and brought to a private consultation room.

As soon as they entered, Frederick's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and a wave of unease welled up in his heart. He staggered forward, almost losing his balance. Chet reached out to grab hold of him.

"Frederick..."

Seeing how panicked he was, Chet patted him hard on the shoulder to try and snap him out of this anxious state. "Stay calm! You're her pillar, remember? Don't scare yourself!"

As he said all this, Chet's expression turned deathly dark and sullen. Whenever he came upon Alicia's matters, all his senses would go out the window!

As soon as they entered the room, Carson hinted for the few doctors to leave, keeping only a doctor with light, pale hair with them. This time, Chet was the first to speak.

"Master Vives, what happened?" He asked.

Noticing Frederick's odd expression, Carson handed a chair over to him.

"She was sent here by the office

staff! They said that they were having high tea at work when she said she felt like vomiting

immediately after taking a bite of the food. When she got up, she knocked her head on the corner of a desk and fainted..." Content belongs to

After catching his breath, Carson gave Frederick some time to process what he had just been told.

"Fainted? Did she hurt her head?" Was it a serious injury?

Carson shook his head, and nodded again, "I wouldn't really call it 'saining' per se. It's not serious; she probably lost consciousness due to low blood- sugar as she had been squatting for a long while. It's just—"

"Why are you still mumbling? What's going on?"

Frederick took a deep breath, and said through gritted teeth, "Just spit it out! Tell me the truth, I can take it. I need to know the truth."

Would there even be anything more painful than learning about her "death" previously? After experiencing that, he was sure there was nothing else he couldn't accept!

"While we were running tests on her brain, we found a dark matter in it. At present, we still can't tell what it is, nor did we find any sign of it spreading. However, the location and distribution of it might affect her nerves!"

"What do you mean? Is it a brain tumor or cancer? Does she need surgery?"

Was it a brain disease? Did she get a tumor just by knocking her head or...?

He dreaded to think about it as he stood up with a pale face. The brain was the most significant part of the human body. It would be too dangerous for a surgery to be done there!

"However, according to the current distribution of

it, neither medicine nor surgery would help!"

Frederick raised his hand and grabbed Carson by the collar. He was instantly agitated. "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that she should wait for her death? Can you cure her or not? If you can't, just say it before it's too late!"

Chet stepped forward and quickly pulled him away. "Frederick, don't get too worked up! It's an illness, which means we have to prescribe the right medication in order to cure her! Take it easy, there's no use in panicking!"

Carson straightened his necktie. "At least there's a smart one here!"

When he caught sight of the fierce glare sent his way, he quickly waved his hand in defense.

He started explaining, "I didn't mean

that. We gave her a blood routine examination, blood sugar level test, blood calcium level test, kidney

function test, liver function test,

vitamin B12 level test, folate let

test, and even a thyroid test. Except for a relatively low blood sugar level, albother indicators show normal results. This indicates that her body is still healthy. The CT scan of her brain and MPI test also did not show any signs of atrophy..."

Chet and Frederick looked at each other, puzzled.

Realizing that what he said might have sounded too technical for a layman to understand, Carson decided to try explaining again.

"Let's put it this way. If there is a

tumor or a cancer in the brain, there will always be damage or the growth of foreign cells which usually show up as a hollow bump. But the patient's brain is normal for now; there are just a few dark spots in her brain that have affected various parts of her nervous system. We have carefully examined each of them, but there weren't any tumor or cancer symptoms. Currently, we still haven't found a way to handle her situation. However, the unified solution studied by the medical experts is to inoculate a protection drug. We need to prevent it from spreading, no matter what it is. The dark spots or matter in her brain will not be treated for the moment. Plus, from what we've learned, the patient still hasn't had any abnormal reaction so far."