Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 85: Stricken with Sudden Serious Illness and Hanging by a Thread

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Stricken with Sudden Serious Illness and Hanging by a Thread

Christopher Hart’s fury was like a thunderstorm; he didn’t even care that his arm injury hadn’t healed, as he almost instinctively shoved her away with both hands.

"Ah!" Lily Garcia fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

He furiously wiped his mouth, as if he had been bitten by a dog.

Lily, who had tumbled to the floor, finally lost control of her emotions. Turning her head, she cried out in anger, "Christopher Hart! You bastard! I’ve liked you for so many years! I’ve spent the best years of my life by your side, how can you just call off the engagement now? I refuse to accept it! No matter how much money you give me, I won’t agree!"

Christopher had initially considered the favor she had done for the Hart family and had therefore held back a bit.

But now that things had come to a showdown face-to-face, he was no longer holding back his contempt.

"Lily, I have never loved you. Everything in the past was out of duty and morality. If you know what’s best, we can part on good terms; if you keep this up, you’ll end up with nothing, both personally and financially."

"Wendy!" Wendy Hart angrily rebuked, looking at her brother with heartache, "Lily has been wholeheartedly devoted to you for years, doesn’t it prick your conscience to say such things?"

Christopher looked at his sister, feeling frustrated but unable to vent his anger on her.

After all, she was his dear sister who had been sickly for years.

He couldn’t abandon her, nor could he neglect her.

"Wendy, you should try to persuade her to stop wasting her time on me."

With that, he said sternly, and while continuing to wipe his mouth with a look of disgust, he strode away.

However, unexpectedly, as he passed by the wheelchair, Wendy suddenly grabbed him, throwing herself out of the chair and kneeling on the floor!

"Brother—"

Christopher looked down and his face darkened beyond description.

"What are you doing? Get up!"

"Brother... Lily saved my life, I can’t be so ungrateful... She really likes you, you can’t just throw her away after delaying her life for years! In this lifetime, who you spend it with doesn’t really matter. Can’t you please realize her dream for the sake of your sister?"

Wendy pleaded desperately, with tears streaming down her face, clutching at her brother’s pant leg, prostrate on the floor.

"Brother... you used to pamper me, always protecting and indulging me, when did you start changing your attitude towards me... Do you despise me for being a burden, always causing trouble for you and our family?"

"If that’s the case, then I won’t seek treatment anymore. Rather than live and be a burden to my loved ones, it would be better to pass away..."

The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Are you threatening me?"

"Of course not. You’re the one in charge of this family; who could threaten you?"

Christopher Hart scoffed, his gaze shifting to Lily Garcia, still lying on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. He clenched his teeth, seemingly helpless.

"Get up, it’s cold on the ground." Ultimately, he couldn’t bring himself to abandon his sister and reminded her gently.

Yet Wendy looked up at him, "Then will you accept Lily?"

"That’s a different matter."

"No, it’s her wish, as well as mine. I know there are many good women out there, but I only want Lily to be my sister-in-law."

Lily looked at her friend with gratitude and murmured, "Wendy..."

Wendy turned to her, apologizing, "I’m so sorry Lily, it’s all my fault. If I had known it would come to this, I never would have agreed to the surgery that year. The doctors had already pronounced that I wouldn’t live past twenty; it was my greed, I shouldn’t have delayed your life..."

Unable to bear listening any longer, Christopher bent down to lift his sister, but his right arm was too weak and he winced in irritation.

From the corridor not far away, a crowd of onlookers gathered, consisting of family members, medical staff, and the servants who normally looked after Wendy.

He looked over and called out irritably, "Come over, take Miss back."

The servants hurried over, coaxing Wendy to get up.

But she struggled, refusing to cooperate, and they didn’t dare to force her; it took a good while before they could get her to rise.

Suddenly, Wendy Hart started breathing rapidly, her face turned white, and her whole body began convulsing violently.

"Not good, Miss Hart is having an asthma attack!" the servant yelled, deftly searching for the emergency medicine in the small bag under Wendy Hart’s wheelchair.

Christopher’s expression turned stern, and he quickly turned to support his sister, "Wendy! Wendy! Stay calm!"

"Where’s the medicine? Why is it gone..." the servant cried out urgently.

Wendy struggled to breathe, her convulsions becoming increasingly severe, her eyes fixed intently on her brother, still trying to speak.

"Doctor! Quick! She’s having an asthma attack!" Christopher called out for help.

Nurses, who had already noticed something was amiss from the corridor, rushed over, driven by professional instinct.

After the servant thoroughly searched the bag and confirmed the absence of the medication, a nurse immediately helped Wendy onto the wheelchair and sped off.

Witnessing everything, Lily Garcia got up from the ground, her face pale with shades of green and white, clutching her handbag somewhat at a loss.

The medicine...

Just now, downstairs, Wendy had taken out her asthma medicine, intending to throw it in the trash. Lily, worried that something might happen, had stopped her and put it in her own bag.

She had not anticipated that Wendy was using this method to pressure Christopher.

Following the crowd back to the corridor, Lily suddenly thought of something, turned, and stepped back a few paces to ensure no one was around, then took the medicine from her bag and tossed it into the trash can in the corner.

In the treatment room, doctors were urgently attending to Wendy while asking about her medical history.

Christopher answered each question.

Hearing the patient’s extensive medical issues, including a previous kidney transplant, the young doctor on duty did not dare to give instructions rashly and immediately had the nurse find Director Lewis.

"Family members, please step out. We’ll treat her as quickly as possible," the doctor said, motioning with his hand to clear the room.

Christopher was about to turn when Wendy grabbed hold of him.

"Brother... I, I don’t want to be treated..."

Her hand spasmed as she clutched at her brother’s sleeve, tears welling in her bloodshot eyes, pupils straining outward, "If I die... then any favors owed... will also... not exist... I, I don’t want to make things difficult for you..."

Christopher gripped her hand tightly, feeling choked with hatred, yet he still tried to console her, "Don’t be absurd, listen to the doctor."

"Brother..." She cried and shook, her mouth beginning to foam, speaking becoming even more difficult, "Promise me... promise me—"

"Not good, the patient’s condition is worsening! Where’s Director Lewis? Why hasn’t he come yet?" the doctor on duty exclaimed urgently, pushing Christopher away, "Family members, leave quickly! Do not interfere with the treatment!"

Christopher hadn’t seen his sister have an attack in a long time, and seeing this scene, his expression also became tense. He twisted his sister’s hand away and hurried out.

Several people in white coats rushed over, and soon a nurse came out and said, "The patient has an obstructed airway due to an asthma attack and needs immediate surgery!"

Christopher’s face was serious, and without hesitation, he declared, "I am her brother; I can sign."

"Right this way."

Lily stood aside, her face drained of color, somewhat in shock.

Before coming here, Wendy only mentioned she would definitely help persuade Christopher, but Lily didn’t expect things to escalate to this point.

If something happened to Wendy, Lily would lose a significant ally, and her obligation to the Hart Family would also vanish.

This was unacceptable...

She panicked and after a while suddenly remembered to make a phone call home, fumbling for her phone hurriedly.

After signing the consent form, Christopher returned to find Wendy being taken to the operating room.

However, her emotions were volatile, and she kept resisting treatment.

Going into surgery in such a state could lead to complications.

The doctor found the family again and solemnly advised, "For surgery, besides the surgeon’s skill, the patient’s will and emotional state are also crucial. Her current unstable state is very detrimental to the operation."