Torn Between Love and Hate
Chapter 26

Chapter 26 Ashton Isn't Worthy

Zayne was angry. How could he not know that something had happened to Deborah's body?

Deborah donated seventy percent of her liver. Although she was lucky that she did not die directly during the operation, she would not

be able to hold on for a long time.

But he could not say that. He only comforted her and said, "Don't be so pessimistic. Nothing will happen to your body."

Deborah smiled bitterly, "I hope so. Alyssa still needs me to take care of her."

She did a lot of examinations, including a blood test, Color doppler ultrasound, and CT.

By the time the results were all out, it was already close to noon.

Zayne had an emergency, so he left for a while. When he came back, Deborah had already printed the examination results, sitting in the corridor and reading them one by one. Zayne's heart sank, and he immediately quickened his pace and walked over.

For the first time, he was a little rude to Deborah, almost snatc hing the documents.

Deborah was shocked and looked up, and the examination results were all in Zayne's hands.

Deborah was very calm. "Dr. Gaige, there are many things on the reports that I can't understand. Can you explain them to me?"

Zayne's gaze was fixed on a report. Deborah asked him several times, but he didn't respond. His body seemed to freeze.

Deborah reached out and took one report from his hand. He suddenly came back to his senses.

His face trembled, forcing a smile.

Deborah was actually men tally prepared, and she knew very well that the results would be terrible, so she still spoke very calmly. "Is it particularly serious?"..

Zayne cleared his throat and said, "It's not serious. I already said that you are under too much pressure. It's just inflammation. Just take some medicine and you will be fine." Deborah said softly, "Dr. Gaige, I want to hear the truth. I took photos of the reports. I could consult with doctors online. I can also know the truth."

Zayne fell silent. After a long time, he sat down beside Deborah with some dejection

"Deborah, a patient suffering from liver cancer can still live if a liver transplant operation is done."

Although Deborah was men tally prepared, she still couldn't help but tremble when she heard this.

Deborah grabbed the report in her hand hard. Her nails had broken at some point in time, and the heart-wrenching pain didn't make her feel too much pain.

She still didn't quite understand. "My body was in a good condition in the past, and there was no problem with my liver. Isn't it strange for me to suddenly develop liver cancer?"

Zayne forced himself to endure grief and anger and said in a low voice, "Deborah, it will be better for you not to know something." If she knew it, she would only be sadder and more painful. Deborah clenched her fists and trembled. She said in a self-mocking tone, "I just want to have the right to know the truth before I dje...*

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When Deborah left the hospital, it was already evening

After Zayne told her the truth, she did not let him continue to accompany her. Instead, she sat in the corridor of the hospital for the whole afternoon.

There were more and more missed calls on her phone. She didn't seem to hear them or answer them. She just sat there in a daze

The words that Zayne had told her echoed in her ears. "You donated seventy percent of your liver to Helen.

"You donated too much of your liver. When your life was in danger during the operation, it was Ashton who signed as your husband for the operation to continue.

"Did you take some medicine recently? You have accumulated a lot of toxins in your body. Your liver is only thirty percent left it is already difficult to support the needs of your body and is slowly recovering "However, the toxins further caused a huge burden on your liver, causing it to be unable to recover and fail, leading to cancerization."

Deborah lowered her head, clenched her left hand into a fist, and covered 70 percent of her fist with her right palm.

She stared at the remaining part and imagined that it was hard to imagine that a person could survive when most of his liver was

gone.

Seventy percent of the liver was cut. Ashton was really ruthless. He should know very well that a person with only 30 percent of the liver left would not live long.

He approved the operation as her husband.

Deborah chuckled and thought, Ashton, how are you worthy to be my husband?

When Deborah walked out of the outpatient building, it was still snowing outside in the evening

This winter, it seemed that the snow in Richmond could not be finished.

She did not call a taxi and walked out of the hospital in a daze.

Her liver cancer and Alyssa's leukemia made her feel hopeless.

Deborah had experienced despair many times and did not expect anyone to help her.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt that it was really cold in the snow. She suddenly wanted to go to a warm place and hear a warm voice.

The phone in her hand was about to run out of battery. Deborah clicked her address book and slid down. Finally, her eyes fell on "Mom".

She failed to control herself and dialed the number.

No one answered. Deborah kept walking along the street in the heavy snow. She didn't know why she didn't want to give up and kept dialing.

After a long time, it was finally connected.

Noisy and chaotic sounds were heard, mixed with the cracking sounds of chips.

Lydia Shepherd's voice sounded abnormally impatient. "You quarrel with me all day long! Bad girl! If you have the ability, go to your dad and ask him for some money to give me!" Deborah choked, still a little unwilling. "Mom, can I come back?"

She had not been home for almost two months and had not seen Lydia.

"Where do you want to go? I have sold the house you bought for less than 15 thousand dollars. I spent all of it in two or three days.

"Now I have no place to live. Hurry up and get me some money. Whether you go to replace your dad or Ashton for money. I don't care Can't you even ask for money from a man?" Deborah said in a low voice, "You sold my house? I saved up for so many years to buy it. But you sold it for 15 thousand dollars. Who did you sell it to? Tell me."

Deborah was a designer and earned some money to buy the house.

hapter 26hton Isn't Worthy

Before Ashton saw the fake paternity test half a year ago and thought that Alyssa was not his daughter, although he was indifferent to Deborah, he didn't make things difficult for her too much. She worked on her own to make money, and he had never stopped her.

Lydia felt a little quailty and said angrily. "What's wrong with selling such a terrible house? It's a second-hand house, and there are only a few rooms. How much can it be worth?" Deborah's voice was cold. "I ask you, who did you sell it to?"

Lydia was unwilling to say "I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I spent so much energy sending you to Ashton's bed and letting you marry him with your child.

"I was expecting to live a better life with you. If I had known you are such a good for nothing, I might as well not have wasted so much

time!"

Deborah felt as if she had fallen into an icehouse. "Did you do what happened five years ago?"

The woman directly hung up the phone.

Deborah called again, but Lydia's phone was turned off.

Deborah looked at the phone that was hung up blankly. She suddenly didn't know how many cruel facts were waiting for her to replace

out.

She continued to walk forward. The house she bought was gone, and now she was really walking aimlessly.

After walking for a long time, it was darker and darker. She did not notice that a car stopped next to her.

Ashton got out of the car and approached her with a few steps.

Deborah did not even raise her head, as if she had bypa ssed an obstacle, she went around him.

Ashton became angrier, and he stepped sideways to stop her.

He said angrily, "Deborah, are you so lowly that you can't stand the loneliness and come to replace Zayne?"

Deborah finally looked up at him and said expressionlessly, "Ashton, are you out of words?"

That was all he often said to Deborah.

Ashton's gaze fell on the report in Deborah's hand. "What is it?"

Deborah did not intend to hide it. She directly handed over the report in her hand. "Do you want to read it? Then read it."