บททั้งหมดของ Marrying My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Alan put on a protective suit and left the community with Sandra.The car sped down the road.For safety, Sandra kept her distance, slumping weakly against the car door. Her voice dropped to a thin whisper. "We're out… Alan, don't worry about me. Go find Isolde. Only when you know she's safe will you be at ease…"Alan's emotions churned.His reply came firm and unwavering. "You've done so much for me. How could I not care about you? Your condition matters most right now. I'm taking you for treatment first. Sandra, our child is still so small. I won't let anything happen to you."He had originally brought a professional medical team from home.Unfortunately, every member of that team had been infected.With no other option, Alan headed straight for the hospital.The hospital was already overwhelmed. Even with money, he could not secure a single room."Dispatch a medical team from home immediately," Alan ordered, his voice tight with urgency.Sandra swayed. "Alan… I feel terrib

"Is there any other way now?" Joan could no longer speak. She only shed silent tears.In the backup ward, a large group of senior doctors arrived, all focused solely on Sandra.She refused treatment. Clutching the blanket, her face pale, she spoke with a grave expression. "Why is this blanket still warm? Did someone just stay here?"The young nurse's heart skipped a beat. That should not have been possible. She had personally replaced the sheets and bedding after Isolde and the others left. There should have been no residual warmth."As far as I know, this backup ward has no record of prior use. Yet the bed is clearly warm, which means someone just left. I want a clear explanation from the hospital. Otherwise, how can I feel safe receiving treatment here?"Alan frowned. Sandra's concern seemed ill timed, but her frail and stubborn appearance softened him. This detail clearly mattered to her."Do as she says. Investigate immediately," Alan ordered.Cold sweat broke out on the lea

Isolde lost all strength at once and collapsed in the entryway. She lay on the cold floor and stared at the door, releasing a shallow breath of relief.At least she had bought Joan and the others a slim chance of hope. Joan and the others were not as seriously ill as she was. With medicine, they might still have a chance to survive.Isolde had assumed Bruce would send a fully protected subordinate to deliver the medicine. She never imagined that a little more than ten minutes later, Bruce himself would appear.He wore a white protective suit and stood in the doorway, backlit, like a savior descending in person.Isolde's consciousness wavered. She looked at him in a daze and thought she must be hallucinating. "Am I about to die… How ridiculous. The one I see before dying isn't my great-grandma. It's Bruce…""Isolde, I really want to strangle you," Bruce said through clenched teeth.Despite his words, he strode forward at once, bent down, and lifted her into his arms. His movements

Marshall truly had her best interests at heart.Isolde met his gaze, her eyes clear and resolute. "Marshall, I'm not some saint meant to sacrifice herself to save the world. I'm not that great. I just happen to have this ability, and in my final moments, I want to do what I can and finish the core algorithm for the bionic robot."At the very least, it can save many other people. This is something within my power. It's only a little harder, and it's worth it. When I'm gone, I want to know that my life wasn't lived in vain.""But your body can't handle work at that intensity," Marshall said. "That isn't just a little tiring. You'll be in unbearable pain.""Isolde, come with me." A cold, low voice cut through the argument.Bruce stood in the doorway, dressed in a white protective suit. Behind the transparent face shield, fatigue gathered between his brows. The man who was always impeccably groomed now showed a faint shadow of stubble along his jaw.Even so, his commanding presence r

Bruce let an almost imperceptible smile flicker through his eyes. "I'm not offended."The reply left Isolde unsure how to respond.She forced an awkward smile and turned to get into the car.Once inside, she immediately contacted the colleagues still trapped at Nightfall. She told them she was on her way and instructed everyone to evacuate to a safe location and avoid any contact with her.After making the arrangements, she drew a deep breath to steady herself, ready to head to the company and work at full throttle. But when she lifted her head to look out the window, she realized the route was wrong."Wait, isn't this the wrong way? I'm going to Nightfall.""It's correct," Bruce replied calmly.Isolde turned to him in shock. "You're not taking me to Nightfall? Didn't you say you understood me, Bruce? Did you lie to me?"Bruce did not answer directly. Instead, he handed her a black invitation card with a weighty, refined texture.Gold-stamped lettering declared its significanc