CHAPTER 96

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“Yes, commonly known as ‘Leukemia’.” The doctor nodded but did not continue with his explanation while Julianna felt her world being turned upside down abruptly. She had some ideas from the serious expression on the doctor’s face. With her back facing the doctor, she bit on the back of her hand as her body trembled violently. “This disease is not incurable as long as we can find a suitable bone marrow donor for her. The child is still young, and it was discovered in the early stage. We can treat her with chemotherapy to control her condition while searching for a donor.” Every word the doctor said sent a severe chill into Julianna’s heart. Could the disease be treated? In that instant, as she raised her shaking hand, she lost the will to live. Her Raya was so young; she was only three years old. She did not know how she could solve this. Not registering what the doctor had said after that, she wandered lifelessly into the ward that her daughter was in. Raya looked so tiny on the hospital bed as though she would disappear in the blink of an eye. She ran over and placed her hand carefully on her daughter’s face. The fever was gone, but she knew that this was just the beginning. Why? Why was heaven being so cruel to make her poor daughter sick, not her? “Madam, please come with us to arrange for the hospitalization.” The nurse stood waiting by the door as though she had been there for a while. Julianna looked up and wiped her tears with her fingers. She stood up and looked at Raya, who was deep asleep. Finally, she walked out. The rolls of numbers before her had caused an endless pain in her heart. She did not have so much money. None at all. What should she do? Biting her lip till it was almost bleeding, her hands balled into a fist. What about my money? What should I do? “Please give me two days. I will definitely come and pay.” Julianna turned and ran out. She must get the money no matter what. There were some savings, but it was barely enough. The amount was astronomical to her. Yet, she must find a way. There was no way she would allow her daughter to die; she couldn’t lose her. “Mom.” There seemed to be a glimmer of hope in the darkness. Yes, Mom. She wouldn’t be that heartless. That was her granddaughter after all. She had to save Raya. Right? She stood resolutely before the entrance of the Benjamin condominium; it had been three years since she last came. It still looked the same. The trees at the entrance had grown thicker and taller, which marked the passing of three years. Time had gone by unknowingly. Almost four years had passed unconsciously. This was the first time she had stood there after she left. She thought that she would never return to this place, to look at everything there as she stood. “Madam...” In the Benjamin household, the nanny had no idea how to approach her mistress. “What is it?” Evelyn put the teacup down. She was already fifty years old, and yet she looked like she was in her early forties. Because she had always taken great care of maintaining herself, she looked youthful and elegant. “Madam, there is a young woman at the door. S-she said...” The nanny fumbled. “What did she say?” Evelyn’s fingers pressed hard onto the teacup, at the same time, thinking of who might have come looking for her. “She said she’s your daughter.” Plank! The teacup in Evelyn’s hand fell onto the floor. Her fingers could no longer bend, and she turned into a shade of white within seconds. Her daughter. Her daughter! “Did she say her name is ‘Julianna’?” Evelyn stood up abruptly and asked with teeth clenched. It was a form of agitation, seemingly steaming from hatred. “Yes, Madam. She said she was ‘Julianna’.” The nanny retreated a step back. Today, the usual graceful mistress had changed into someone else. Perhaps she really had a daughter? If that was true, how could she be that pathetic? The clothes she was wearing were worse than hers. “Madam...” Before she could finish, a gust of wind blew past her face. It was Evelyn racing down the stairs. Julianna waited anxiously outside the gate like she had four years ago. She could only stand and look up at the place where the rich had been staying. Time might have passed, but she still didn’t belong here. The gate was flung open. Out came Evelyn, walking towards Julianna in big, broad steps. Julianna tried to greet the mother whom she had not seen for the past four years, and yet no words came out. The word ‘mother’ was unfamiliar to her. Now, she was a mother, too, and she loved her daughter Raya so much. She could not understand why her own mother could treat her so cruelly. “So you are still alive. Having trouble surviving?” The words from Evelyn’s mouth were sarcastic and hurtful, just like four years ago. As if they were not mother and daughter, but enemies. Julianna kept tugging at her worn-out blouse. As compared to the glamorous way that Evelyn had dressed, the attire that Julianna was in couldn’t even be compared to her maids. “Mom, please...” Suddenly, Julianna knelt on the ground as she tugged at Evelyn’s clothes. “Mom, my daughter is sick. Please, save her. She needs to be hospitalized for treatment. “Please. She is only three.” Evelyn was shocked to hear that Julianna had a daughter. However, she recalled her disgraceful scandal four years ago. “Oh, it was the bastard from four years ago. It’s better that she died. She shouldn’t have been alive in the first place.” She sneered. In fact, she herself did not know why she had said such heartless words. “Mom, she is not a bastard; she is my daughter. Even if you don’t love her, she will never be a bastard. She is my baby.” Julianna could not accept the cold words from Evelyn. She never thought her own mother would be that ruthless. “Mom, she is your maternal granddaughter. How could you say that?” No one had anticipated Raya’s birth or known about her presence. She did not have a father, only a mother. How? How could she have said that about her? “Why not? Have you forgotten what you did four years ago? You caused Diana’s death, married Diego, and did such an unspeakable thing.” Evelyn looked condescendingly at Julianna who was kneeling on the ground, blaming her. The more she said, the angrier she got. If it wasn’t for her, her life could have been so much better.
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