Love Me Back (Amelia and Daniel) novel Chapter 211

Daniel blinked, caught off guard, then burst out laughing at the sheer absurdity. “My liver?”

Ruby nodded solemnly. She’d always believed that the brave should get to enjoy life first.

“People can survive with only half a liver. That’s what the doctor told me. So… can you give me half of yours?”

Daniel had encountered people asking him for money, for favors, for business deals—but this was the first time anyone had ever asked him for an organ.

Were all kids these days this intense? Since when did they get so interested in human anatomy?

He tapped Bunny lightly on the forehead. “Did your dad teach you to go around asking people for their organs?”

Ruby shook her head, curls bouncing. “Nope. Mom said Dad’s already gone.”

So she was a kid who'd had a tough start. No wonder she was lacking a bit of guidance.

Daniel, uncharacteristically patient with a stranger, crouched down to her level. “Listen, kiddo. Every part of your body belongs to you, and you can’t just ask someone to hand theirs over. That’s actually against the law.”

Ruby tilted her head. “Against the law? Like, could the police take me away?”

“Absolutely,” Daniel said, nodding.

She shivered—not out of fear, but with the instinctive awe children often have for police officers.

“Okay then.” Her tiny brows knitted together. “I guess I’ll just have to wait for a match.”

“A wait for what?” Daniel asked, but his words were swallowed up by a sudden burst of music from the second floor, where a promotional event had just started. He couldn’t catch the rest.

Before Ruby could answer, Daniel’s assistant approached, phone in hand. “Mr. Campbell, Mr. Harris is waiting for you in the office.”

Daniel had come here to discuss a merger—and figured he’d squeeze in a quick stroll around the mall.

Ruby waved goodbye before skipping back into the shop.

Back at home, Sophia was bustling around like a hardworking mother hen, tidying up and organizing. Ruby carried over a cup of water. “Aunt Sophia, you’ve worked so hard! Here, have some water!”

It was as if Ruby’s words had given her a sudden jolt of energy. Sophia downed the water in one gulp, then declared, “Aunt Sophia’s not tired! For Ruby, I could work three days and nights straight!”

But once the house was finally in order, Sophia collapsed onto the couch, completely spent.

Ruby fell asleep in her own room. Sophia didn’t even make it to the shower—she passed out on the sofa, snoring gently within minutes.

She really was exhausted.

Amelia draped a blanket over her and settled down nearby, opening her laptop to get to work.

There was no time for rest—not for her. There was just too much to handle.

Ruby had been born prematurely. She was actually two years and eight months old, but her official records listed her as only two. Amelia had arranged for this before leaving the compound, anticipating potential complications with their return to Silkwood.