With Tears almost rolling down her face, Isabella knocked at the door to Alexander’s house and was let in.
She explained everything the doctor said to Alex as she sobbed uncontrollably.
“Alex, please, you have to help me. Ethan’s all I have.” She said.
He draws closer to her on the couch, wiping her tears with his hand.
“Of course, you know money isn’t an issue. Just tell me about the cost, and I will have it transferred immediately.
She buried her head in his chest, embarrassed to speak further.
“It’s not about money, Alex; a blood transfusion needs to be carried out soon, and I don’t know what to do or who else to call.”
Her nose had begun running, and she tried to draw in the contents of her nose.
“Can you break it down in simple terms?” he asked, trying to understand everythin
