Fiona then said, her throat tight and her lips trembling, “Joshua… I…don’t think that’s necessary, isn’t it?
Didn’t Dr. Robert already give me a diagnosis for my illness? He’s the most reputable doctor in the world
who’s never made a mistake.“
Joshua glanced at Fiona’s pale face through the rearview mirror and sneered contemptuously. “He’s
never made a mistake? Fiona, from the moment you bribed Dr. Jenson to make a false diagnosis for
Luna, he’s no longer the reputable Dr. Jenson that we know of anymore.
“I’ve been wondering this for a while now: Why is there no medicine nor any treatment for your illness?
Does this mean there’s nothing we can do apart from waiting for you to die in a year?
“Because of this, I’ve asked many other doctors apart from Dr. Jenson for help, but none of them could
give a definite answer to my question. I even
wondered how you acquired such a strange and rare illness, but now I know the answer.“
Joshua gave Fiona a cold, penetrating stare and continued, “If you’re not sick at all, of course there won’t
be any medicine or doctor available to treat you. If you’re not sick, of course there won’t be a way to
make you better.“
The color had drained entirely from Fiona’s face. Seeing that she was about to be exposed at any
moment, she was so nervous that she started stuttering, “Joshua, I… I’m not faking anything! I’m
really sick! I have a fatal disorder that makes me prone to passing out when experiencing emotional
trauma! “
She bit down on her lip and stared at Joshua with red-rimmed eyes. “I’m upset that this is how you think
of me. If I lose control of my emotions again…“
Joshua was not intimidated by her threats at all and instead curled his lips into a sneer. “Well, that won’t
be an issue since we’re already at the hospital anyway.“
With that, he parked the car.
Luna glanced out the window and realized that they were already at the entrance of Central Hospital.
As soon as the car stopped, a few nurses approached them and dragged Fiona out of the passenger
seat without any warning.
“Joshua, I can explain everything! Joshua—! “
Luna let out a small sigh as Fiona’s cries grew further away. Then, after a moment, she lifted her head to
glance at Joshua in the driver’s seat. “What a surprise. I didn’t think you’d ever suspect your precious
Ms. Blake of fraud, Mr. Lynch.“
Joshua could see the taunting look in Luna’s eyes. He let out a sigh and slumped against the leather
seat feebly.
He had been suspecting Fiona of this for a while, but He always thought Fiona was a kind person. After
all, she had flown in from abroad to Banyan City just to donate bone marrow to Nigel.
Therefore, he did not think that she would turn out to be someone who would use her own health as a
tool to gain other people’s sympathy. Because of this, every time he suspected Fiona of faking her
illness, Joshua would always remind himself not to have such doubts about a woman who had donated
bone marrow to his son.
Besides, Fiona had Dr. Robert’s diagnosis as proof, so Joshua did not have any reason to suspect her of
fraud either, until…
Until yesterday, when he saw Janice in Luna’s ward.
Janice’s words had awoken him to the truth: that he should believe his own eyes and his gut feeling
rather than cold, hard statistics and prescription notes.
Luna and Joshua continued to sit in the car in silence.
Half an hour later, Joshua received a call from the hospital. “Mr. Lynch, can you come upstairs for a bit?
We’ve arrived at a conclusion…about Ms. Blake’s illness.”
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