The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 595

It was likely that neither of them had expected to see each other under such circumstances.

Somehow, Whitney Cox felt neither jealousy nor resentment toward Irene.

In fact, she came to realize certain truths while pregnant.

For one, Irene never owed her, and Isaac was never hers.

In fact, her impersonation of Irene was the reason she managed to get close to Isaac.

It was Whitney who acted as if he was hers with no qualms.

"I..."

Irene was going to speak, but Whitney cut her short and said feebly, "I didn't expect there to still be a connection

between US... That I'd see you during my last moments.”

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Whitney lowered her gaze. "Even though we graduated from the same med school and worked at the same

hospital, you were better than me in every way. I used to envy you... But it was more jealousy than envy..."

Irene used to hate Whitney to the bone, but the sight of her looking like a candle in the wind eased her spite.

"You have amniotic fluid embolism," Irene said, cutting to the chase. "We're both doctors, and you understand that

there's not much chance of survival. But are you willing to donate your heart after your death?"

Whitney did a double take-lrene showed up just to ask her for her heart?

'Who needs it?" she asked.

"Ricky," Irene replied.

Whitney became quiet after hearing the name, and then said, "I will be a donor, but under one condition."

"Tell me."

Holding Irene's gaze, Whitney said, "I have made a lot of mistakes, but could you not take it out on my child?"

All parents would do anything for their children, and no matter how horrible Whitney had been, she came to cherish

her child now that she had become a mother.

Meanwhile, Irene held her gaze, aloof. "You're you, and your child is their own person. I won't take it out on them."

Whitney pursed her lips then.

"In that case, I should donate my heart to atone for my crimes," she said. "I was the one who had Samantha White

killed. Being able to save her son would make up for it.”

Perhaps aware that she was going to die, she was not afraid of confessing her crimes-talk about near death

honesty!

"Ugh..." she suddenly groaned.

Whitney was clearly in a bad shape, so Irene quickly asked someone to bring in a donor's form so that she could

sign it.

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After she stuffed the pen in Whitney's hand, she signed her name despite the immense difficulty, the pen sliding off

her fingers when she was done.

There was a loud clatter, and her breathing soon turned weak as her heart abruptly stopped.

The doctors did their best, but the heart rate monitor soon beeped loudly, indicating a flatline.

They sent a nurse to inform her next of kin of her condition.

Chad Ross had been waiting outside.

He had been holding a grudge against Whitney after she aborted their child just to frame Irene, and he was

insistent that he would only let her free when she delivered their next child.

Now, the baby was delivered, but Whitney was on death's door...

"Please help her."

His hands were shaking even as he put pen to paper.

One must say that he genuinely loved her.

If only Whitney would come around earlier and understand that, she could have enjoyed a bright future with him.

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