Chapter 491: Chapter 491
In the study, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy.
Julian Zane sat on the sofa, chain-smoking one cigarette after another.
Having just reviewed his daughter Olivia Zane’s medical history, he had never imagined her illness to be so serious.
All he knew before was that she was physically frail, often fainting without warning, but to think it was due to congenital heart development insufficiency, and that a healthy heart transplant was needed for her to survive...
On the other side of the sofa sat Ariana Evans, who couldn’t help but speak up as she watched him continuously reluctant to make a decision.
"Julian, how are your thoughts coming along?"
Julian Zane looked up at his wife, "Let me think some more."
After speaking, he lowered his head again to vigorously smoke, his trembling hands betraying the struggle within Julian Zane’s heart.
Both were his daughters, and he admitted that he favored the younger daughter, because whenever he saw the older daughter’s face, he would be reminded of her biological mother...
The love-hate entanglement with Nicole Zane was something Julian Zane never wished to bring up again. That woman had given him the most profound love, but also inflicted the deepest wounds!
Harassed and intimidated by the underworld, he had almost lost his life because of her...
His feelings for Nicole Zane were complex. Every time he saw Titus Zane’s face, his heart would be indescribable—loved, hated, guilt-ridden and grateful. Therefore, he did not wish to see a face identical to Nicole Zane’s ever again...
An hour had passed, and Julian Zane just kept saying "think some more, think some more," until Ariana Evans finally lost her patience. She sprang up from the sofa and loudly questioned her husband who was bent over smoking.
"Think! How long do you need to think! Lily’s condition cannot wait for your endless reflection. We have consulted countless specialists before, all saying Lily would not live past twenty-five, and she is about to have her birthday!
Julian Zane, I’ve been with you for more than thirty years, and we only have one daughter, Lily. Back then, do you know how much disdain and scorn I endured?
You know, abandoning a job at its prime, hiding in a rental alone, enduring harassment from Nicole Zane—do you know why I had two miscarriages in a row back then?
It was all because of the stress, frequently taking sleeping pills!
We finally had Lily, but her body is still so weak,"
Ariana Evans sat down again on the sofa, crying while she spoke, "If my blood type and tissues were compatible with hers, I would gladly open up my chest and give her my heart,"
At this point, Ariana Evans became even more emotional.
"But mine are rejected by hers, rejected! Do you understand? If my heart is transplanted into Lily, both of us will die!"
Julian Zane lifted his head again; in just an hour, the once imposing man seemed much older. His voice was hoarse, perhaps from smoking too much.
"Is there really no one willing to voluntarily?"
"Nonsense!" Ariana Evans sprung up from the sofa once more. In Julian Zane’s memory, she always had been a reasonable and gentle woman, who never spoke loudly, never made unreasonable scenes like Nicole Zane did, and certainly never lost her temper so fiercely.
But today, for the sake of her daughter Olivia Zane, Ariana Evans showed anger for the first time.
"I’ve been a doctor for so many years. If there was anyone willing to , wouldn’t I be the first to be aware and seize the opportunity for Lily!"
Seeing Julian Zane’s head droop again as he continued to smoke, Ariana Evans plopped back on the sofa, "In any case, Dr. Smith will be coming to T city in two days. If Lily can’t have the surgery by then, I’ll buy some sleeping pills and we mother and daughter will die together!"
Hearing his wife speak so, Julian Zane raised his head once more, "Can Titus live if her heart is transplanted into Lily?" Google seaʀᴄh novel[f]ire.net