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Chapter 59
Chapter 59
Tammie had been sick for so long that he knew his days were numbered. Instead of fading away, he wanted to leave Paulina with a glimmer of hope. He knew her trust in Anthea and didn't want to leave Paulina with regrets, though he was resigned to his fate.
Upon hearing Tammie's decision, Wilma clutched his hand and wept. "Tammie, my boy, they're going to kill you! That Anthea is a quack. She doesn't know the first thing about medicine!"
Tammie squeezed Wilma's hand gently. "Mom, I've never asked you for much, but please, just this once... I'm begging you."
As he spoke, another cough wracked his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing Tammie like that, Wilma reluctantly agreed with a nod. "Okay, okay, I'll do it for you."
"Thank you, Mom..." Tammie quickly turned to Paulina. "Paulina, say thank you."
"Thank you, Wilma," Paulina said quietly.
Wilma turned away in anger, unable to look at Paulina. What spell had she cast over Tammie to gain such trust? What a bitch!
"Tammie, take good care of yourself," Wilma said, then turned to Paulina, "You, come with me."
"Mom, please, don't be hard on Paulina," Tammie pleaded, seizing Wilma's hand.
"Don't worry," Wilma reassured him with a pat, then led Paulina to the next room.
Once in the study, Wilma's facade of warmth vanished. "Paulina, you will pay for your life if Tammie doesn't pull through because of you!"
Paulina met Wilma's gaze calmly. "Dr. Yeager said the treatment would take effect in a month. Please, give me that time. If anything happens to Tammie, I won't want to live on either."
With those words, she bowed deeply.
Eavesdropping from outside, Luna couldn't help but smile coldly to herself. She knew Anthea's treatment would be useless. If Tammie died, it would save her the trouble of intervening.
Being the only son, Tammie has no children of his own and Wilma absolutely can't bear Paulina. If anything should happen to him, guess who steps in as the lone heir? Of course, it was Luna, who had waited for this day for too long.
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All she had to do was wait for Tammie’s death.
When Wilma emerged from the study, Luna was there to greet her. "Aunt Wilma."
"Let's go, Luna," Wilma said.
As they left the mansion, Luna spoke. "Aunt Wilma, I hope you didn't fall out with Paulina. How could she be so gullible to trust Dr. Anthea? If anything happens to Tammie..."
The implication was clear.
Wilma sighed. "Tammie is blinded by love. What can I do? Luna, I'm so grateful you're here with me this hard time."
Luna was her niece, and she was exceptional. If anything happens to Tammie, Luna would be the Black family's only hope.
"Aunt Wilma, I'm here for you, just as you were for me when I was little," Luna assured her.
"You're a good girl," Wilma said, embracing Luna, who smiled slyly.
After they had gone, Paulina returned to Tammie's side. He lay there, looking at her with guilt in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Paulina... for the ordeal."
"It's okay, Tammie. As long as you get better, I'm willing to endure anything," Paulina said hoarsely, "Do you believe Dr. Yeager can cure you?"
"Yes," Tammie nodded firmly, clinging to hope amidst the despair.