Chapter 8
The day of the surgery was getting closer and closer, but Sergio was becoming somewhat strange.
He would come to the ward every day to see her, and even bring her favorite desserts.
Most likely, it was because they were afraid she would change her mind, so they took extra care of
her in these last few days.
Actually, he didn’t need to do this at all. She valued this surgery even more than he did.
After lying in bed for too long, Sylvia couldn’t help but get out of bed and take a walk.
As I reached the corner of the stairs, I could hear the voices of a few people arguing.
She had no interest in other people’s privacy and was about to leave when she faintly heard her own
name.
Originally, Sergio and his brothers were arguing about something because of Miriam’s matter.
“Sergio, what are you thinking? Weren’t you always in love with Miriam? Now she’s threatening to die if you marry Sylvia, why are you still hesitating and refusing to agree?”
After a long silence, Sergio’s cold voice slowly came, “If I don’t marry her, what should I do if she refuses to donate?”
The others immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, “You can rest assured, Sylvia has loved you so much all these years, we have all seen it. Even if you don’t marry her, she will still
donate.”
“And this way, you wouldn’t have to sacrifice your own happiness, and there would also be a chance with Miriam!”
“You used to always like Miriam, right? I clearly noticed that these past few days, the way she looked at you was different. You are so infatuated, who can resist that.”
“Although Miriam refused to admit it, she had definitely fallen for you!”
The brothers chattered on and on for a long time, but Sergio still didn’t speak up.
Seeing him silent, everyone finally realized something and exclaimed in disbelief, are you hesitating about? Holy crap, you didn’t actually fall in love with Sylvia, did you?”
gio, what
This sentence seemed to finally bring Sergio back to his senses. His expression changed slightly, and his tone became particularly cold as he said, “Like her? I could never like her in my entire life.”
Sylvia in the corridor chuckled self–deprecatingly, without continuing to listen, and turned around
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and left.
Not long after returning to the ward, Sergio quickly appeared in front of her.
Presumably, he came for the topic that a few people were just arguing about.
Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, he went straight to the point and spoke,
“You already knew about Miriam’s wrist–cutting suicide attempt. She didn’t want me to trade my happiness for her hope to stay alive, so she refused to accept your heart in this way, no matter what.”
“Sorry, I have to break my promise of marrying you that I made earlier.”
“I could give you a chance to make a wish, anything except getting married.”
Recalling the day when Miriam had once told her that she would never let her marry Sergio, she instantly understood everything.
Originally, this was her way of obstructing.
Sylvia lifted her gaze and looked at Sergio again, with only indifference in her heart.
“My wish was to have the surgery earlier.”
Her answer left Sergio shocked, and he remained silent for a while before recovering.
“Is this your wish? Your only wish is to have the surgery earlier?”
Sylvia nodded. Her gaze undistracted. “Hmm, I want you to see a healthy Ms. Bolton as soon as possible.”
And I could also see a healthy Quentin.
Sergio, we all took what we needed and got what we wanted.
Sergio was completely overwhelmed by the loving gaze in her eyes.
He had imagined a hundred ways she would react after regretting her divorce, but none of them were like the way it is now.
If she cried and begged him, or made any excessive demands, he would be much bett
ff than
now.
His brows furrowed, and it took him a while before he spoke, “Sylvia, why on earth did you love me
so much?”
Their eyes met, and through his deep pupils, she seemed to see the person she had once loved the
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most.
She laughed. Her tone was resolute.
“I came into this world for you.”
This sentence is true, her meaning in this world was him.
Sergio, on the other hand, only treated her confession as a surprise. His eyes flickered slightly, and after a long time, he said, “After the heart donation surgery is over, I will prepare a surprise for you, as a compensation for you.”
Sylvia smiled gently and then took out a box from the bedside, handing it to him.
“How coincidental, I also prepared a surprise for you.”
Sergio hesitated for a moment, about to open it, when Sylvia reached out and stopped him, saying, “Wait until after my surgery is over to open it.”
Sergio was puzzled, “Why?”
“Because only on that day, there would be more surprises.”
Inside the gift box, there was only one voice recorder.
It was the conversation between Miriam and her group of girlfriends from last time.
This is the gift she gave him, as her thirty slaps and three hours soaked in seawater in return.
Sergio didn’t catch the hidden meaning in her tone, and he was about to have surgery soon, so he didn’t want to argue with her over this trivial matter.
He tightly held the box and nodded.
On the day of the surgery, Sylvia, dressed in a white surgical gown, was pushed into the operating
room by a nurse.
Sergio stood in the corridor, watching her departing figure. Suddenly, his heart clenched painfully,
causing his face to instantly turn pale.
Just like something important in life, it was quietly slipping away at this moment.
He lost control for the first time and grabbed the doctor who was about to enter the ope
ng room.
‘Are you sure that the artificial heart had no issues?”
The doctor immediately assured him, “Mr. Velazquez, rest assured, this technology is already very
mature abroad, and Ms. Campbell will definitely be fine.”
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Upon hearing this sentence, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It was strange that he would feel flustered for Sylvia.
He comforted himself, after all, it was a big matter about life, so such a reaction was not surprising,
and then he sat down on the bench outside the door.
In the operating room, Sylvia looked at the white light above her head, her heart pounding nonstop.
Finally, the day had arrived and she had been waiting for too long.
Soon, everything was coming to an end.
Her lover would wake up, and everything would return to normal.
Gradually, the noise around her started to become loud, and then she completely lost
consciousness.
I don’t know how long had passed, but the heart surgery was successful, and finally, the familiar
voice reached her ears.
“Congratulations on the completion of the Host mission! Beloved has been successfully resurrected, and the Host is about to depart from the world.”
The next second, in the operating room, the heart monitor’s cold alarm went off!
Drip-
