Forsaken Until My Last Breath novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31

Frank countered coldly. “Mr. Walker, don’t you want Mrs. Walker cured?”

Vincent’s heart lurched. Staring at that expressionless face, a sudden chill ran through his body. His voice turned gravelly. “Come with me to the study.”

Unfinished sketches lay scattered across the study desk. The walls held no decoration but Rebecca’s photographs, her pencil portraits, and a few drawings capturing tender moments between Rebecca and Vincent.

Frank scanned the room with icy detachment while Vincent watched him silently. Neither man spoke.

Vincent recalled Frank’s words downstairs, the medical records his secretary had delivered earlier, and finally, the hospital specialist’s diagnosis: lung cancer.

Could any of this be real?

Yet Rebecca remained alive and well, already past the six-month prognosis. Did that mean she was safe now?

His thoughts became a tangled mess. Unaware of his inner turmoil, Frank observed Vincent’s shifting expression and pressed, “Mr. Walker, are you aware of Mrs. Walker’s condition?”

Vincent’s lips parted. “What condition? Lung cancer?”

Frank gave a single nod. “Since you know, Mr. Walker, why obstruct my treatment for Mrs. Walker?”

Vincent stared at Frank for a long moment, confirming genuine confusion rather than mockery in his expression. His face flushed with embarrassment.

He spoke evenly. “Many specialists work at the hospital. Countless doctors outrank you in seniority. I simply want the best physician for Rebecca.”

Frank met his gaze coolly, unwavering.

“No better doctor exists for Mrs. Walker’s condition.”

Rebecca had forbidden disclosing her health details to Vincent before returning home. Frank remembered her request -yet it didn’t prevent him from continuing her treatment.

Vincent’s eyes locked onto him, demanding bluntly. “What exactly is Rebecca’s illness? It can’t truly be terminal lung cancer, can it? Your medical records gave her six months. Yet she lives. Doesn’t she?”

‘Frank paused briefly. In that heartbeat, he grieved for Rebecca.

This man didn’t deserve her love.

Vincent showed no concern for Rebecca’s wellbeing, instead fixating on harassing Frank with inexplicable hostility.

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Recognizing the undisguised jealousy burning in Vincent’s eyes, an

Vincent possessed the power to grant Rebecca countless privileges-yet healing her rested solely in Frank’s hands. An undeniable truth neither could escape.

Frank stood up and said calmly, “Mr. Vincent, if you don’t trust my medical skills, find another doctor.”

With that, Frank turned and walked away.

Vincent called out with a darkened expression, “Wait. I’ll go with you to examine Becky.”

Rebecca felt a cold metal instrument lightly touch her skin in her sleep, causing an involuntary shiver.

She then heard faint murmuring and drowsily opened her eyes to see Frank and Vincent standing by her bed. Rebecca blinked, instinctively looking toward Frank.

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