Semua Bab Billionaire's Second Wife: Bound To Him By Vows: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Arthur’s P.O.V. (Continued)I approached her when she looked at me. I noticed tears in her eyes.“Arthur is here.” She told the other person on the call that her voice was a bit cracked.I sat down beside her, still looking at her questioningly.“Mr. Froste.” I heard an unfamiliar male voice when she put the call on speaker.“David.” She whispered, sniffing a little.“Dr. Beckham. Thanks for helping us.” I thanked him sincerely while wrapping my hand around Pearl’s shoulder.She leaned on my shoulder unconsciously.“I did nothing to help you, Mr. Froste.I…. I went through Evan’s reports, and ….” He trailed off, taking a deep breath.That only made me tighten my grip on Pearl’s shoulder.“His condition is not optimistic, but he is still a child, and a child has a better rate of recovery than an adult. His immunity is still better as he is responding well to the treatment.” David added in a firm voice, but I felt as if he was only trying to comfort us.“Is there no way to…. To buy some

Pearl’s P.O.V. (continued)“Do you think it’s related to inheritance?” she asked me in disbelief.“From the point where we are now, anything can be possible, Sapphire. The conspiracy…. It’s not just about saving Evan or binding me in this marriage….. now I ….. I feel that…. That I have never understood my parents. I don’t care what Uncle and Arthur’s parents did. The people who hurt me the most are our parents, not anyone else.” I replied to her, and felt my voice crack in the end.She didn’t speak immediately.“Let’s talk later. Arthur is outside waiting for me for lunch. Come back if you have finished your work.” I asked her while walking out of the bathroom.“I still have a few things to take care of. You go and have your lunch. I will grab something with Willow,” she replied to me, sounding a bit tired.I smiled and said okay in response before hanging up the call.But I really needed that will.I was told that my mother’s father, my maternal grandfather, Luther Harriett, left som

Pearl’s P.O.V.I slowly opened my eyes when I felt something heavy pressing my body on the mattress, making me unable to breathe.Something hot fanning my nape at the same time.It took me a few seconds to realize that I had fallen asleep at some point, too, and now Arthur was lying over me while I was lying on my stomach.I tried to move him away from me, but he felt heavier than I had anticipated.“Arthur,” I called him in a muffled voice, feeling suffocated when he moved his face over my head, pressing my face against his arm.He grunted in his sleep but held me tightly instead of losing his grip.“Arthur,” I yelled this time, getting my hand out so that I could pat his body.“Sleep more,” he grunted, and I rolled my eyes internally.“I can’t breathe,” I spoke in a muffled voice, patting his head lightly.His body stiffened for a few seconds.I waited for him to move away from me.“Sorry.” He whispered in a sleepy voice and then moved his body on his back.I sat up abruptly and pat

Pearl’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Do you really think that he would risk my son’s life, and I will let him go just like that?” Arthur asked, but the threat and his fury were evident in his voice.I slowly moved in his direction and wrapped my hands around his waist while burying my face inside his chest.“Arthur. It…. It’s not like that. We have everything under control. No harm will come to Evan. Trust me on this. I…. I will never use a child to get any monetary benefit.” Dad tried to clear his stance on the situation, but this came too late.“You’re a seasoned businessman, Mr. Nickelson. You should have predicted the outcomes before agreeing to help your brother. Go, and do whatever you can to save him. I am coming for everyone who used my son’s life as bait for achieving something.”I didn’t speak but felt the chill of his voice through my spine.He sounded just like the Arthur Froste that the whole world knows.Cold, unyielding, and ruthless.But protective towards the people whom he ca

Arthur’s P.O.V.“What exactly is going badly with Evan, Victor?” I asked Victor in a stiff voice while watching the blood transfusion.“This is cancer, Mr. Froste. The cancer cells can be aggressive at any time or can stay dormant for the whole life.” Dr. Smith replied to me instead of Victor.His voice was stiff as if he had just swallowed something very bitter.I didn’t ask them anything again.There was no used of asking the same question over and over.Pearl was now sleeping on the couch. They only took one unit, but Victor said that she was mentally exhausted. So, she felt dizzy and fell asleep.“We will monitor his vitals and will run a few tests every twenty-four hours to see if there is any change in his condition.” Dr. Smith spoke further with a serious expression.“If….. if everything stays the same, can Evan go through a bone marrow transplant?” I asked him, wishing to get a ray of hope, if not strong assurance.He looked troubled and looked at Victor.I looked back at my s