Chapter 8
When Natalie was young, she experienced a fire and underwent many reconstructive surg- eries afterwards, which led to an increased tolerance to anesthesia.
So, on the day when bone marrow was taken, the dosage of anesthesia injected by Steven to Natalie was incorrect.
She heard the conversation between him and Steven.
I had everything planned out, but I didn’t plan for this.
This fact left him at a loss, instinctively wanting to explain to Natalie, but Natalie’s phone went unanswered.
The chill in the heart spread to every part of the body.
At that moment, he caught sight of another gift box rolling on the ground out of the corner of his eye, next to which lay the hairpin of the person who had saved his mother’s life.
Why did Natalie have this hairpin?
Fire, nightmare, hair clip… And on the hair clip, there were also the marks that Natalie habit- ually left when designing jewelry.
These were strung together, pressing down on him so he couldn’t breathe.
He clenched the hairpin tightly and dialed Liam’s number with determination, “I am Felix.”
“Don’t hang up yet, I just have a few questions…”
“Did you pick up Natalie? How old was Natalie when she encountered the fire? Did she manage to save anyone?”
Liam’s tone was cold: “It wasn’t me! When she was nine years old, she underwent twenty- one surgeries, big and small, to save your mother from multiple burns. Don’t you know?”
“Felix, the cost of hurting her, you better be able to bear it!”
Felix listened to the sound of the phone being hung up, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
Fifteen years ago, his mother passed away. He still regretted not being able to find the person who saved her life. At the funeral, he sat in a corner, clutching the hairpin and crying secret- ly. Mabel said the hairpin belonged to her and that she had only fainted at the time, without being injured. She told him not to hold onto the debt of gratitude.
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