Semua Bab A Second Chance: The Billionaire's Quest for Forgiveness : Bab 121 - Bab 130

Spencer lay motionless in the dark, the rhythmic beeping of the monitor once again piercing the silence.He didn't know how long he'd been there, trying desperately to open his eyes, but failing.Yet, the physical pain was more distinct now, especially a sharp ache in his left kidney.Soon, he heard Prisley's gentle voice again, feeling his hand enveloped by her soft one.But perhaps his senses were still too dull, for the touch felt fleeting, almost unreal.Who cares, Spencer thought, as long as she's here.Prisley continued to speak in that soothing tone, recounting their shared past."Spencer, do you remember when you broke Aunt Susan's favorite vase and tried to blame it on me? But Aunt Susan was too smart! She knew right away it was you. You ended up spending a whole day cleaning out the tool shed.""You probably never figured out why, did you?" Prisley chuckled softly. "Because you were always playing ball in the house, and that vase was just at the perfect height for you to hit

"You mean...?""The risk is too high; I can't guarantee any specific outcome. But what's certain is, without the surgery, he won't live past six months."Prisley's heart pounded. "What if he has the surgery?""If you win the gamble, he'll make a full recovery. As long as there's no recurrence in the follow-up three years, he'll largely be in the clear."Prisley's fingers tightened, her knuckles white. "What happens if we lose the gamble?""At best, he'll lose some memories. At worst, he could die on the operating table."Prisley felt a sudden weakness, bracing herself against the edge of the table."Can I... go back and think about it?"The doctor nodded. "Yes, but we don't have much time. Once his condition stabilizes in the next few days, he'll have to make a decision. As you know, cancer cells can accelerate wildly in their later stages."Prisley wasn't sure how she managed to leave the doctor's office. She simply flagged down a cab in a daze and returned to her apartment.Heath wa

Filla's red lips edged closer to Heath's, and his heartbeat quickened abruptly.The recent friction with Prisley had him questioning the nature of their relationship. After all, since Spencer had been hospitalized, Prisley had barely smiled at him.He couldn't tell if it was his failing or if Prisley's feelings had shifted. He'd done everything in his power—all that he could, all that he should, even things he shouldn't have—yet Prisley still hadn't offered him a genuine smile.Heath even wondered if, after the incident at the coffee shop, Prisley had become someone else entirely, no longer the Prisley he'd known.The face before him, bearing a striking resemblance to Prisley, brought back memories of sweet times. Were they sweet times with Filla, or with Prisley? He couldn't quite pinpoint it. But that familiar smile, after so many twists and turns, softened his heart once more."Heath... I know you only sought her out because she looks like me, right? You never truly forgot me. Don'

Chapter 127: Post-SurgerySpencer's surgery finally went ahead as scheduled.That morning, before dawn even broke, Prisley arrived at the hospital.In her hand, she clutched a brown paper bag, a treasure trove of memories – a collection of photos of her and Spencer taken over the years.From the shy, hesitant girl hiding in his family's yard when she first arrived, to accompanying Spencer to baseball games, to seeing him off for work overseas.On the back of each photo, she had meticulously noted the date, location, and even a funny anecdote from that day."Spencer," she murmured softly, arranging the photos as she sat by his bedside, "Just in case you lose your memory after the surgery, look at these. I've written everything down carefully. They'll help you remember."Spencer's fingers trembled slightly as he turned the pages, one by one, his eyes quietly welling up.He looked up at Prisley, his voice a little hoarse. "Thank you, Prisley. If my memory truly gets cut out, I'll try my

The phone's ringtone interrupted Heath and Prisley's tender moment.Heath frowned as he answered. "What is it?... Alright, I understand."Hanging up, he wrapped an arm around Prisley, his face apologetic. "I'm so sorry, but something urgent's come up at the office. I need to go back right away."Still basking in his warmth, she murmured, "What's so urgent?"Heath reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "There's been a change in a new project. I need to personally oversee it. You rest up here first, and I'll go with you to the hospital later."He kissed her deeply on the lips. "Don't overexert yourself. I'll be back soon."Outside the company conference room, Steve met Heath the moment he arrived."The technical specifications for the new project have changed drastically," Steve explained, handing Heath a thick stack of folders. "Our existing solution is basically back to square one."Heath's brow furrowed as he flipped through the documents."No other way around it.