HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 89: A Complete Scum

Seeing the words, the doctor immediately frowned and said, “It is not vitamins at all. This is a kind of painkiller, the most effective painkiller on the market!” “What?!” The doctor said with disappointment, turning her gaze at Cristofer, “She has to take this medicine to maintain a normal life, but you didn’t even know she was ill. Are you really her husband?” With his head lowered Cristofer gritted his teeth and clenched his fists with his knuckles whitened, silent. “Forget it. I have no right to interfere with your family affairs. Sign on the critically ill notice. I have to return to the emergency room quickly and continue saving her. She’s still in danger.” Looking at the critically ill notice, Cristofer couldn’t keep calm anymore. His hand trembled so violently that he couldn’t hold the pen. And the pen dropped on the ground every time he wanted to sign the notice. Seeing this, Rebecca said anxiously, “Let me sign it!” “I can do it,” Cristofer said. Then, after taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down and signed his name quickly. “Doctor, please save her life no matter how much money it will cost,” he said to the doctor. “Do you think advanced cancer can be easily cured as long as you have money?” the doctor said angrily, then turned around and rushed back into the emergency room. After the emergency room door was closed again, Rebecca burst into tears and said, “How could Estelle have cancer? Cristofer, what did you do to her?” “I...” Cristofer, who had a lump in his throat, suddenly fell silent. ‘It took time for early-stage cancer to reach the advanced stage. Estelle must have known that she had cancer when she was pregnant with Yvonne. Why didn’t she tell me about it?’ Suddenly, his phone rang. As soon as the phone rang and Cristofer saw that it was Vincent on the other end, he eagerly answered with a chipper tone, “Hello, Vincent! What’s the scoop?” “Mr. Hans, I intercepted a package to Ameris. It was sent by Miss Hudson a year ago but was

returned because she addressed the package wrongly,” Vincent said on the other end of the line. “Open the package,” Cristofer ordered immediately. “Yes, sir.” “What is in it?” Cristofer curiously asked. “There are several U disks in it,” Vincent answered. “Check what’s in them.” Vincent, who was in the office, quickly inserted a U disk into the computer and clicked the folder on the screen. Then he said to Cristofer, “Mr. Hans, there are some recordings and videos in the folder.” “Play them one by one,” Cristofer firmly uttered. “Yes, sir.” Soon a female voice came from the other end of the line. Although it was not very clear, Cristofer could recognize that it was Estelle’s voice. “Yohan, can you wait for me a little longer? I’ve been trying my best. Give me some time, and I’ll save you. Trust me.” “I’m so unlucky. Almost everything that I have was taken away from me. But, fortunately, I have you now. I love you dearly, my baby. As long as you can live well, I don’t care how many grievances I have to suffer.” “Yohan, I’m your Mom. I don’t know if you can see this video. I may not be able to watch you grow up. But don’t be sad. I will live a good life in another world. There are flowers, grass, mountains, and water in that world. And it’s beautiful and quiet.” “Yohan, how are you doing recently? I think I’ve found a way to repair my relationship with your dad. When he knows the truth about what happened in the past, I’ll take him to see you. Be good and take good care of yourself. Get along with Uncle James and the nurses in the hospital, will you? I’ll give birth to a younger brother or a younger sister for you and then cure you.” “I’m so happy today. I finally got a chance to stay with your dad. If he knew everything, we would be reconciled, and you would have a sibling soon. Yohan, I love you and your dad so much...” It took Vincent more than an hour to play all the recordings.

In the recordings, Estelle’s voice was pleasant and gentle. Yet, every word she said embodied her love for her child. She was dying. But she didn’t tell Yohan that she would die. Instead, she said that she gently said that she was going to another beautiful and quiet world. She didn’t want Yohan to be sad because of her death. Death was always a heavy topic. Although Yohan was still young and might not know what death meant, Estelle still carefully chose to describe death in a modest way. She wanted Yohan to feel that she was just going on a long trip. At the same time, she told him that no matter where she was, she would always love him very much. She hoped that Yohan could grow up happily and not be affected by her death. Listening to the recordings, Cristofer felt heartache, clutching his chest and squatting slowly with a pained look. He finally realised that he had misunderstood her. Estelle didn’t lie to him or play with his emotions. On the contrary, in the past, she begged him to go back to her just because she wanted to save their son. Estelle’s voice came from the other end of the line, full of tenderness. However, Cristofer felt that every word was like a heavy hammer smashed into his heart. Beside him, Rebecca also heard the recordings and her face was wet with tears. She stood still, looked down at Cristofer, and asked, “Who is Yohan?” Thinking of Yohan, his son, who he hadn’t seen yet, Cristofer felt more guilty. “Yohan... is my son,” he answered in a graving voice, “He’s five years old. He has been in the hospital since he was born because he suffers from septicemia. After Yvonne was born, he had a stem cell transplant and was finally cured. Estelle has done so many things for him in the past, but... I knew all this not long ago.” “Cristofer, you are such a scum!” Rebecca gritted her teeth and said fiercely. Hearing this, Cristofer just smiled bitterly. ‘Yes, I’m a scum, a complete scum.’ ‘I didn’t believe that Yohan was my son before. I didn’t know that Estelle had cancer. I didn’t evenThis belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

allow her to see Yvonne.’ ‘How long can Estelle live? If she couldn’t be rescued, she would die with pity because she and Yvonne had only met once, and they stayed with each other for only about half an hour before.’