Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 5 You Must Not Regret it

Deborah thought she had heard wrong. Ashton knew best how much she cared about her daughter and how much she wanted to save her daughter.

As long as she could save Alyssa and cure Alyssa's leukemia, even if someone stabbed her in the heart and broke her bones, Deborah would never resist.

Deborah could not understand Ashton's words. She could only nod. "Yes, I want to save her. Ashton, give Alyssa to me. She has a high fever and has to go to the hospital as soon as possible. If the treatment is delayed, something will really happen."

A child's high fever could easily cause convulsions. Perhaps Alyssa's life might be in danger in a short period of time.

Ashton said unhurriedly. "I've thought it through. Didn't you want money to treat your daughter? Didn't you want me to donate the bone marrow to your daughter? None of this is a problem. I can agree with it." Deborah looked at Ashton in disbelief. She wanted to make sure that she was not dreaming or hearing things wrong.

Ashton finally agrees. He is finally willing to save their daughter. He finally believes that Alyssa is his daughter.

A huge surprise appeared in Deborah's eyes, and her voice trembled because of the joy. "Great.

"Ashton, when Alyssa wakes up and knows that her father is willing to save her, she will be very happy. She hopes that you can care about her even in her dreams. It's really great. Then let's take Alyssa to the hospital now."

When Ashton heard Deborah mention the word "father", he frowned. He thought that Deborah often had delusions as she had wanted to make him regard Alyssa as his daughter.

Ashton was not a fool. Deborah had sex with him once, and in less than ten days after that, she found out that she was pregnant.

The pregnancy week that the doctors concluded also did not match the time when they had sex.

Thinking of that, Ashton felt even angrier and did not have the patience to beat around the bush with Deborah. "I have conditions to save your daughter. Helen has liver cancer, and your liver matches hers. You donate your liver to her. This is my condition."

Deborah's heart had just risen with hope, but when she heard Ashton's cold and emotionless words, she immediately felt as if she had fallen into an icehouse.

Deborah felt as if she had been frozen, but soon she laughed. That was it. It was another good show that Helen had designed.

It had been years, but why could Deborah not help but have hope for Ashton?

Deborah smiled softly. Ashton's face in front of her was perfect and handsome, but it slowly became distorted in her eyes.

The deep love and infatuation that was rooted in Deborah's heart, at this moment, was like the root of a big tree, slowly beginning to shake.

Deborah smiled and sighed, "She said she had liver cancer, and you believed it. Ashton, you really believe her."

But Ashton did not believe that his own daughter was in front of him.

During the past five years, Deborah had been telling Ashton that she did not deliberately climb into his bed that night. He did not believe it.

But Helen, who ate well and slept soundly, had a ruddy complexion, and it sounded that she was healthy when she spoke, did not even cough.

Ashton believed Helen when she said that she had an intermittent men tal illness.

He still believed her when she said that she had liver cancer.

Ashton hated it when Deborah talked about Helen's disadvantages. He thought that Deborah just wanted to sow discord between him and Helen. She had been doing this all these years.

Ashton frowned and said impatiently, "Deborah, I won't talk nonsense with you. If you want to save your daughter, donate your liver to Helen. It would be best if you agree. If you are not willing, you still have to donate, and I will not save your daughter."

Deborah looked up at Ashton and couldn't stop laughing.

After a long time, her eyes looked lifeless and she nodded. "Okay, I will donate my liver to her."

Ashton, in the future, you must not regret it.