My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 84

Nicholas dragged me to the hospital, and the results of the examination confirmed my suspicions. My condition has deteriorated, and I require chemotherapy to maintain the status quo.

I didn't want it, but Nicholas lectured me with a grim expression, "Renee, your health comes first. Your hair will regrow."

He assumed I was concerned about my hair falling out and becoming unsightly.

I lay restlessly in his embrace and softly said, "My condition is no longer curable. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in bed."

"So you're going to just wait for your death?" he asked, his eyes welling up.

Nicholas looked sad, which was why I raised my hand and clutched his tightly. "Honestly, it is tiring to be alive."

Hearing that, he tightened his arms that were wrapped around me. "Ree."

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't scared of death. I didn't want him to be too depressed about it, though. I knew as well that he would find Quinn when he had no way out.

Thus, I warned, "There is something between Quinn and me that I can't let go. If you dare to go seek her out, I will kill myself in front of you."

Regardless of what happened, I did not need Quinn to heal me.

"You're stubborn," he merely gave me these two words in response.

I laughed. "You won't understand."

In the end, Nicholas had no choice but to carry me back to Felix's Villa. I remained in his arms, alternately sleeping and feeling dizzy.

I was feeling a lot better when I woke up the next day, but the man beside me was still in his dreams.

He didn't appear to be sleeping well and he was frowning. At that, I raised my hand and smoothed it out.

When I exited the bathroom after taking a shower, Nicholas was still sleeping. Seeing that, I walked to him, kissed him on his cheek and murmured a thank you.

I was grateful to him for being so gentle with me.

There were far too many obstacles between us. We were defeated by my illness once more, having finally expressed our hearts to be honest with each other.

I didn't want to blame him for the cancer, even though he was the one who caused it. I still missed my child, who was no longer with us.

If Nicholas hadn't forced me to have the abortion, I would be healthy and have a healthy child by my side right now.

But life did not allow for what ifs.

I was impressed by my ability to forgive him for what he had done. Perhaps, I could not resist his gentleness at all.

I always succumbed to the warmth and love that he showered me with.

I was saddened by this thought. I had been so lonely my entire life that I wanted to cling to whatever warmth I could find, refusing to let it go.

Nicholas Forger, you hurt me the most, but you love me the most too. I don't know whether I should hate you or hold any grudges against you, but I know I have chosen you and that I have to rely on you for my future.

I hope that you will not hurt me again.

Perhaps I disturbed him that he suddenly woke up.

My lips remained on his cheek. He opened his eyes dazedly and immediately extended his hands to wrap around my shoulders and pull me into his embrace.

The bed was soft. We were so intimate, hugging each other. Then, he subconsciously placed his hand on my chest.

That tickled me and I dodged his palm.

He rubbed his cheek against mine and asked softly, "Do you want to go back to Sundew? Clair and I discussed it last night, and we may be able to stabilize your health through another surgery. In addition, there has been some progress in the new medicine that they are developing, and it may be successful in a few months."

The word that he used the most was 'may'.

His tone was even revealing a slight sense of terror.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I asked, "What's the success rate?"

"Five," he pursed his lips and answered with great difficulty.

The success rate was five percent. If it failed, I would never be able to leave the operating room alive. Maybe I should take this chance.

But even if the surgery was a success, what difference would it make?

I was well aware that my illness was incurable. We could only delay it for a few more months.

And the new medicine that Nicholas mentioned was obviously difficult to be developed. How was it possible for it to be completed within a few months?

Quinn was still the last hope.

"I don't want to have the surgery," I softly said.

"Okay. We will not go for it then."

That surprised me. I did not expect that he would be this easily convinced.

But I had no idea he had made up his mind at the time.

He got out of bed for work after lazing on it for a while, despite his reluctance.

I then changed my clothes and headed to the hospital after he left. However, when I reached, the ward was empty.

From the nurse that was tidying up the ward, I was informed that May had been discharged this morning.

I took out my phone and texted her for her whereabouts.

Within seconds, she replied, 'I'm at Rudy's house.'

Since she was with Rudy, I had nothing to worry about. Hence, I drove straight to the company. After a while, I received a call from Alice.

I didn't want to speak to her. Her calling me at this hour, however, suggested that she had been punished by Benedict. After some thought, I decided to add to her insult.

Raising the phone to my ear, I answered the call and asked, "What's the matter?"

On the other end of the line, Alice appeared enraged and reprimanded "What is the point of telling my father about our personal feuds, Renee? You're behaving like a naïve child who went to the adults after being bullied outside! You're so childish!"

I sarcastically laughed before reminding her, "Given that you invited me under the name of the Yates' Corporation, how would it be our personal feuds?"

My words just enraged her further. "You're shameless!"

"Alice, winning isn't based on mere verbal arguments, but on how to silently gain advantage over the other. Look at you, what have you gained besides splashing red wine on me? You even landed yourself in a difficult position by losing the position of being the person-in-charge for the collaboration between the Yates Corporation and the Felix Corporation. After all, the Yates Corporation has other shareholders. Though you are the successor, you will never be able to guard against those who wish to defeat you. You'll really lose everything this time."

Perhaps I was right on point, so she yelled furiously, "Shut up! Do you think I am afraid of you? You merely obtained your authority earlier! I will definitely defeat you when I take over the Yates Corporation!"

"Will you even have the chance to take over the Yates Corporation?" I asked.

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"Alice, you really don't know how to recognize the situation you're in," I said again. "I have told you before that whether it's the Norman Corporation in Sundew or the Craigs in Elham, or even both the Felix Corporation and the Forger Corporation in Bryxton, as long as any of them refuses to cooperate

with the Yates, it will be difficult for your family to maintain the business. Furthermore, all the corporations I've mentioned are all within my control."

With an angry tone, Alice asked, "Do you think you can make all those men forgo their interests and be at odds with the Yates? Do you really think Nicholas will turn against his aunt just because of you?"

She still couldn't understand the situation now.

To that, I replied, "I said I am beautiful, right? Which man won't be mesmerized by beauty? Well, it's too bad that you are not prettier than me."

"You're so shameless, Renee Felix!"

All she could say is this word.

I was utterly bored by her antics. Hence, I replied, "You can try, Alice. Benedict's removal of your position demonstrates his fear of me. He knows how to act according to the situation. Don't destroy the Yates Family, please. Take my advice—you'd better be humble!"

"You're being unreasonable!"

Alice angrily hung up my phone. I was stupefied by her words earlier. Who was the one being unreasonable now?

Instantly, I blocked her number on my phone.

Then, I put my phone down and began working. Just when I was tired of all the work in the afternoon,

Leon called.

"I am returning to Bryxton," he candidly said.

I was taken aback. "What's with the sudden decision?"

"I want to look after her, Renee."

The 'her' he mentioned was Quinn.

Of course, I was delighted for Leon to return to Bryxton. Hence, I immediately said, "Sure. I will pick you up later."

"Okay. I need to rent a house as well."

I wanted to say I had a place for him but remembering his loathing for the Felix Family, I swallowed my words.

After taking the keys, I immediately headed to Leon's city. When I reached in three to four hours, he had already packed his luggage.

A woman with a pale face stood beside him. She was looking at him with resentment, as if she didn't want him to leave.

Wasn't she following him to Bryxton?

In fact, I could understand Leon's current situation. On one side was a woman who resembled Quinn,

and on the other was Quinn herself.

That was a difficult choice to make for him. However, I opined that he should not let this woman who had been by his side now.

But that was merely my thoughts. I had no say in their relationship, and they had to make their own choices, after all.

Leon then carried his belongings into my boots. Just as we were about to leave, the woman said weakly, "Leon, have a safe trip."

She did not plead lowly for him to stay.

She was graceful enough to let him go.

But her reddish eyes told me that she loved this man in front of her. That hurt my heart, and I averted my gaze because I couldn't bear seeing her that way.

Leon, on the other hand, was impatient. "Okay. Go in now."

She shook her head in response. "You leave first. I will go in after you leave. I wish you nothing but joy and happiness in the future."

This woman that Leon found was considerate, so considerate that people's hearts ached for her.

I slowly drove my car away. From the rearview mirror, I saw her standing motionless with her frail body, until we turned into a juncture and I could not see her figure anymore.

Curiously, I asked him, "You broke up with her?"

"None of your business."

He was gloomy, and I did not want to agitate him further. After we reached Bryxton, I accompanied him to rent a house with one living room and one bedroom. He did not expect the rental in Bryxton to be this expensive and after a long silence, he said, "Lend me three thousand."

He only had ten thousand with him. I transferred five thousand to him before asking, "Are you going to look for a job in Bryxton?"

"You transferred me an extra two thousand," he frowned.

"Just pay it back to me together in the future," I said softly.

After paying the rent, he was broke, but he needed to survive in Bryxton. That was why I gave him the extra two thousand.

I had no idea his life had become so difficult that he only had ten thousand with him.

Even though he was broke and always got himself into trouble, that woman was once willing to stick by his side!

After settling the accommodation, Leon wanted to look for a job and he refused for me to follow him. Thus, I drove myself back to the company. Just as I reached the company, I was stunned to see the man sitting on my seat.

I submissively lowered my head, whereas he turned around and approached me. With his cold and indifferent tone, he asked, "Have you forgotten my words?"