Chapter 418: You Really Hurt Me

“If one of you comes any closer to me, the knife will be inside my neck,” Crystal gave the bodyguard sharp eyes.

The bodyguards dared not move and could only look at Vic in a dilemma.

Vic heaved a sigh, “Just back off. Miss Crystal, please put down the knife. I’ll take you to Young Master.”

In fact, Crystal’s hand that was holding the knife’s handle was sweating.

She took a light sigh, being happy for the victory.

She knew she would succeed because she knew well about Nathan. He always cared about her safety.

“Vic,” Crystal slowly put down her hand, “you should know my temper.”

“You’re creating difficulties for me, Miss Smith.” Vic looked grave.

“You should know what I mean to your young master. Whatever happened to him, it will only do him good, not bad for you to tell me.”

Vic nodded.

“Fine, I should tell you.”

He asked the bodyguard to let go of the servant and asked the servant to stem the bleeding and disinfect Crystal’s wound, and directed all the bodyguards out.

“Miss Smith, you should know how much the Young Master cares about you. No matter what happens in the future, don’t do this silly thing again.” exhorted Vic.

“It’s the last way I could think of... So, can you tell me now?”

Fixing his eyes at the mirror, Vic started to explain with hesitation, “Young master’s stomach trouble kept deteriorating and was already very serious. The doctor warned him many times that if he did not receive recuperation in the hospital, there’s a great possibility that it would lead to cancer.”

Vic sighed before going on, “It’s a pity that the young master is stubborn and did not listen to anyone’s advice.”

Crystal’s mind went blank in an instant. She hadn’t found that Nathan’s illness was that serious...

Although what Vic said was not surprising to her, hearing the cruel result in person, her heart was in pain, and every bone ached.

“That night, when he heavily drank at the club, he coughed blood and finally fainted on the sofa. I found something wrong only in the middle of the night and broke into the room...”

“I’m the reason why he drank... It’s my fault…”

Crystal clutched the clothes tightly in front of her chest.

Nathan had gotten a stomach problem because of her, and the problem deteriorated again and again because of her.

“At that time, I guessed that the young master’s illness had completely deteriorated. Afraid that he did not listen to me, I called you and wanted you to come over. But before I finished my words, the young master woke up.”

Crystal now understood, no wonder Vic’s tone had been so weird that time.

Crystal’s face grew paler and paler, she clenched her fists and dug her nails into her flesh.

“Young master does not let me tell you about it,” Vic paused, “it’s terminal cancer, he’s afraid that you can’t stand it.”

Crystal took a deep breath. Even now, he wasn’t afraid to die but afraid that she could not bear the truth.

“What does the doctor say?” Crystal asked.

“The doctor suggests cutting most of the stomach off and then receiving the chemotherapy.”

“How’s the possibility of curing it?”

“Very little.”

Trying hard to suppress her trembling voice, Crystal asked in a low voice, “Which hospital is he in now?”

“Young master refuses to undergo surgery.”

That’s the key to the problem.

“Why?!”

“If he doesn’t have the operation, he’ll probably live for one year or two, but if the operation fails, he’ll only have two months left.”

“So?!”

Vic sighed again and continued, “And if he receives the operation and treatment, he will have to be inserted with a stomach tube, take infusion, and eat liquid food every day. However, if he doesn’t, he can spend this one or two years in the way he wants, such as going wherever he wants and eating whatever he likes. Can you understand that? Miss Smith.”

“But only if he has the surgery will he have a chance to live,” Crystal murmured.

“There’s only a slim chance,” Vic shook his head, “no one wants to lie in bed waiting to die.”

Especially a haughty king like Nathan.

Crystal’s heart seemed to be torn by something and was about to be torn into pieces.

Her eyes were as empty as a doll, and a feeling of suffocation welled up to her. “Is there no other way? We can contact the best doctor abroad or do stomach transplants….”

“The general treatment is to cut off a part of the stomach, then the rest will grow out itself; if the patient has to remove all the stomach, the gut can also serve as the stomach to absorb food.

But if cancer metastasis has happened, things will worsen rapidly.”

Crystal clenched her fists so hard that her palms oozed blood.

“What should we do?” She murmured, “Is there any other way?”

“At present, only surgery and chemotherapy can help. But according to statistics, only 2% of people in the world can be so lucky.”

“2%...” Crystal repeated.

The terrifying number left Crystal in fear and despair.

“Where’s he now? I’m going to see him. Quick, take me to see him.”

“I can take you to the young master. But, can Miss Smith grant me a request?” Vic said in a low voice, “Please.”

“What is it?”

“Can you not bring up his disease in front of him?”

“Are you asking me to watch him die and do nothing?!” Crystal choked with a sob.

“No one can change his mind. You know him well, don’t you? He has made up his mind this time.”

The truth explained why Nathan had done so much for her, helped her solve all the difficulties, and helped her think about her future…

He’s ready to leave her forever.

Tears welled up in Crystal’s eyes again.

The cars with bodyguards left the hospital, the servant who carried the first aid kit followed too.

An hour later, they drove into the Villa Beverly.

Crystal had never expected that Nathan would move back there.

The villa was lit with warm lights, everything in it was the same as before when Crystal had still lived here.

Crystal’s heart tightened.

It’s cold outside, so there was a fire burning in the fireplace, making the whole room glow with warmth.

“Young master is on the second floor,” Vic reminded her in a low voice.

Crystal went upstairs, gently opened the door with the key.

Everything was unchanged, nor the door lock changed.

As soon as she pushed open the door, an extremely pungent smell of wine blew on her face.

Crystal took a look at the maid behind her and said, “Just wait at the door, no need to come in.”

The maid looked at Vic for instruction. Vic nodded but warned Crystal, “Young Master drank a lot. He’s irrational now. If anything happens, shout or ring the bell. The maid will guard at the door.”

“I see.”

On finishing answering Vic, Crystal quickly closed the door.

Tears started from her eyes again. She lifted her hand and wiped it away.

She hissed, “you idiot! Why do you still drink, you’re severely sick...

There were a few whiskey bottles on the bed. Nathan was lying beside them with his clothes and shoes on and a bottle of unfinished whiskey in his hand.

After a month, he seemed to be wanner and sallower.

I’ve made him so haggard, it’s all my fault. I must have been his mortal enemy in a previous life... she thought.

While blaming herself, Crystal picked up the bottles and threw them into a trash can, and then tried to take the bottle in Nathan’s hand.

Yet, Nathan grasped the bottle so hard that Crystal could not pull it out. There’s a ring on his pale finger, the same as that of Crystal’.

Seeing that, Crystal could hardly breathe.

She sniffed back a tear, pulled the bottle with force, and shouted in a low voice, “Nathan Davis, let go!”

“Wake up... Nathan...”

“Do you forget your stomach problem? Why do you drink again...”

“Why do you have to torture me like this? This is the most ruthless revenge. You really hurt me!”

Crystal muttered to herself in a choked voice.