Together Apart: Her White Moonlight Has Returned Too-Chapter 177: Tired of Worrying About Gains and Losses

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: Tired of Worrying About Gains and Losses

"Linda, I haven’t forgotten."

The kind of heart-wrenching pain, of course she wouldn’t forget.

"Then why? Tell me, what on earth makes that bastard worth liking?"

Vera thought for a moment, "Let’s talk face to face."

The two of them met at a bar. Vera briefly recounted to Linda what happened between her and Winston Valentine.

"He said he never slept with Cecilia Vaughn, and you actually believed him?" Linda carefully analyzed, "Don’t you think it’s strange? Since he already knew the child wasn’t his, why did he still force you to get an abortion?"

"He said he didn’t want the child to be born into a loveless family."

"Bullshit!" Linda snorted, "Don’t you think that reason is too far-fetched?"

Vera thought it was indeed a bit far-fetched because when they first got married, he mistakenly thought she was pregnant, and he didn’t intend to make her have an abortion then. Why later, knowing there was nothing with Cecilia, did he still act that way towards her?

Back then, she could clearly feel that he wanted to be with her sincerely.

The things he said, his actions, were indeed a bit strange, logically inconsistent.

There must be something wrong, but where is it? After drinking, her brain was slow to react.

"He must have found out later that the child wasn’t his, so he denied that night, otherwise he would have been cuckolded! If Cecilia hadn’t betrayed him, see if he’d still look for you."

Could it be like this? Vera felt some discomfort in her chest and took a sip of her drink.

She didn’t want to recall those past events anymore.

Linda also took a sip, "Vera, if you can forgive Winston Valentine for what he did to you, why can’t you forgive Miles Monroe?"

Vera raised her glass and drank it all, she just didn’t want to continue being so anxious.

Halfway through the drink, Hannah Hayes called, her voice trembling, "Vera, Mark’s been in a car accident, your dad and I are heading to the hospital, you hurry over too!"

Vera sobered up instantly, grabbed a cab, and rushed to the hospital.

When Vera arrived outside the emergency room, she saw Hannah Hayes and Harry Yves watching over Mark Yves; his face had many scrapes, and his arm was wrapped in bandages, clearly his wounds had been treated.

Seeing he was okay, Vera breathed a sigh of relief, "What exactly happened?"

Mark’s face was gray, staring toward the operating room, "Tonight I agreed to race cars with a friend, on the mountain road east of the city. Mia Tate said she wanted to compete with me and sat in the front passenger seat. When going around the bend, I slowed down too late, and the car flipped..."

The operating room door opened, and a nurse came out, "The patient is in critical condition and needs surgery; there’s an urgent need for blood. The patient has RH-negative blood type. The hospital has contacted the central blood station; they don’t have any. See if anyone around has this blood type, contact them quickly, and have them come to donate blood!"

Mark was already panicking, anxiously asked, "I’m O type, can I donate?"

"Of course not! We already told you, the patient is RH-negative blood. Quickly find someone; we will also help you contact others, the faster the better!"

Vera looked at Mark, and froze for a moment. If she remembered correctly, Hannah Hayes was AB type, Harry Yves was A type, she was B type, how could Mark be O type?

Hannah Hayes grabbed Mark, "I remember Zoe Monroe is the same blood type as Mia Tate, right? Quickly call her!"

Mark hesitated, "How much do you need? She’s been afraid of pain since she was a child, what if she faints from losing too much blood..."

Hannah Hayes angrily slapped him, "What nonsense are you talking! Mia Tate is waiting for a life-saving rescue inside!"

"I’ll call Zoe." Vera went to the side and called Zoe Monroe.

Zoe Monroe was at the hospital, and soon came over, "I just contacted my dad, he’s called a few other people, don’t worry."

Because of her unique blood type, her dad had found people with the same blood type since she was little, just in case.

By the time Mia Tate was wheeled out of the operating room, it was already past three in the morning.

Her parents had arrived at the hospital, understood the cause and effect, and directly drove Mark out of the ward.

Hannah Hayes pushed him back to his room, "Lie properly, let’s see if you’ll keep racing cars in the future!"

Zoe Monroe looked at his pitiful appearance and couldn’t help but tease him, "You’re all grown up, still racing cars! With your girlfriend in the passenger seat, you dared to race so fast! Mark, was your brain eaten by zombies?"

Mark was already annoyed, seeing her made him even more annoyed, after donating so much blood, instead of resting she still had the energy to scold him.

Vera rubbed her temples, feeling a bit sleepy.

There was a bed inside, Vera let Hannah Hayes and Harry Yves go to rest.

Zoe Monroe tugged on Vera’s arm, whispered, "Vera, why don’t you come to my cousin’s room to rest, we can sleep inside together."

"I’ll sleep on the sofa for a while." Vera smiled at her, "I won’t squeeze in there."

"That bed can sleep three people without issue." Zoe Monroe lowered her voice, "The sofa is so small, how can you sleep well?"

"He’s... doing okay?"

"Last night he insisted on getting out of bed and probably tore his wound." Zoe Monroe leaned in to her ear, "He was in pain, didn’t sleep well, and even called your name in his dream."

Vera looked at her in surprise, Zoe Monroe yawned, "I’m going back to catch up on sleep."

Vera lay down on the sofa, but couldn’t fall asleep.

The distance between the two wards was only a few dozen meters, Vera realized what she was thinking, and turned over.

Then she thought about Mark blurting out his blood type, had he remembered wrong, or did... thinking of how many said the siblings didn’t look alike, Vera felt more troubled.

Is Mark not their parents’ child?

By seven o’clock, Vera went downstairs to buy breakfast and returned.

Hannah Hayes and Harry Yves had already gotten up, the four of them had breakfast, Harry Yves visited Mia Tate’s ward, confirmed she had woken up, and then headed to the office.

Hannah Hayes told Vera to go home and catch up on sleep, "I’ll stay at the hospital with him."

"I’d better stay, you two are getting on in years. Staying at the hospital must be uncomfortable."

As mother and daughter were speaking, someone knocked on the door. Vera went to open it, seeing Miles Monroe and Zoe Monroe standing at the ward door.

Miles Monroe looked at her, his voice somewhat low, "Heard from Zoey that Mark was in an accident, came to see him."

Vera looked at his pale face, opened the door, and let him in. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Zoe Monroe supported Miles Monroe as he walked into the ward. Just that short distance left Miles Monroe sweating from pain.

Hannah Hayes naturally showed no kindness, "How rare, you can’t take care of yourself, but still thought about our Mark. We’re not that close between the two families, right?"

Mark didn’t show Miles Monroe any kindness either, just as he was about to retort, Zoe Monroe glared at him.

Thinking of Zoe donating blood to Mia Tate, Mark instantly fell silent, "I’m fine, just superficial wounds, thank you, Miles, for visiting me."

Hannah Hayes gave him a disdainful look, truly useless!

Another knock on the door, Vera went to open it, seeing Winston Valentine standing outside the ward.

With a "bang!" Vera instinctively shut the door.