Chapter 432: You’ve Done Enough For Me
Chapter 432: You’ve Done Enough For Me
Crystal watched him without even blinking, but her eyes grew more and more empty.
“You’ve done enough for me,” Nathan said while breathing heavily.
“Not enough, that’s not enough… compared to what you’ve done for me…” Crystal murmured.
Crystal thought that she owed Nathan so much since the day she had met him. She would not be able to repay his love even if she died for him.
Nathan chuckled in a low voice, “Meeting you is lucky enough.”
He turned to the peasant woman, ordered fiercely, “Hurry to clean the floor!”
The peasant woman then turned to get the broom.
Nathan carried Crystal up carefully, and after confirming that there was nothing sharp or fragile nearby, he gently put her down on the bed. Crystal clasped his collar with her last trace of strength.
The tears in the corner of her eyes floated like water running out from a tap.
Nathan’s heart tingled very much.
He chose to leave because he didn’t want to say his farewell in this way; he didn’t want Crystal to experience the sorrow of separation like this.
He kissed her tears off, freed his arm from Crystal's hands, and got up.
“Keep an eye on her,” he instructed the peasant woman.
Finally, Nathan turned and left without hesitation while Crystal lost all her strength, closed her eyes, and fell into darkness.
Not every couple is suitable to spend life with each other. We meet many people in our lives; some people help us grow, some are worth being missed for a lifetime; only a few of them can accompany us to walk in the way of life.
Not only couples but also friends do.
Crystal had thought that when she opened her eyes, time would return to before. Everything that happened recently was just a little test from God.
However, she found herself in a strange luxury bedroom after she woke up.
Seeing her wake up, the maid by her side exclaimed happily, “Oh! Miss Smith, you finally wake up. I must tell Miss Carter!”
Miss Carter?
Crystal rubbed her head with confusion and sat up. She didn’t remember why she was here.
She only felt massive grief in her heart.
Each cell inside her body seemed to be clamoring for pain.
The last memory about the farmhouse was Nathan’s resolute back and eyes when he had left.
“Crystal! You finally wake up!”
The door of the room was jerked open, and Nancy rushed in a while, screaming.
Crystal looked blankly at her.
Didn’t see Nancy for a while, Crystal found her looking marvelous.
“What’s wrong?” Nancy held Crystal's hands and worried.
“Did he send me here?” Crystal asked.
“Hmm. When Marcos said that Master Davis sent you over, I was so surprised. I stayed with you by the bedside for a few days, but you did not wake up.”
Nancy looked at her anxiously, “That’s what I know. What on earth happened?”
Instead of saying something, Crystal smiled bitterly.
Eric didn’t wake up yet, so Nathan threw her here. It seemed that Nathan entrusted her to Marcos to take care of for the time being.
Besides, Crystal would be less likely to commit violent actions with Nancy around her.
What a thoughtful idea!
“What’s wrong? Tell me, don’t stay silent, okay?” Nancy worried, “I’ve never seen you like this. You scare me...”
“He’s gone,” Crystal suddenly opened her mouth.
“Who?” Nancy was confused.
“He’d rather die than be with me.” Crystal's eyes were empty.
“Who are you talking about? Master Davis?” Nancy pressed about it.
Crystal didn’t answer, eyes brimming with tears.
She had always used to be an independent woman; she could live without Nathan, of course, but only under the premise that Nathan lived well.
But if he died, that’s a totally different situation. Crystal did not know if she had the courage to live alone.
Before Nathan had made the decision, he had actually flown a kite.
Unfortunately, Crystal had given the wrong answer, letting him believe that she could live a happy life without him.
“Crystal, you’re really freaking me out!” Nancy hurriedly cried out to the maid, “Call the doctor!”
“No, I’m fine,” Crystal brought herself down to earth and said, “My mobile...”
“I asked the maid to put it away.” As Nancy spoke, she waved hands to the maid and instructed, “Bring the mobile over.”
Crystal picked up the mobile, ready to dial the numbers one by one in the address list, which she had copied from Nathan’s mobile.
To her surprise, when she opened it, all the phone numbers had been deleted.
Her mind went blank. When did he delete it? Crystal wondered. She then turned on software, from which she could see the red dot was in Seattle.
The red dot showed the location of Nathan.
She had installed the tracking app on Nathan’s mobile and hidden the icon from the desktop.
It seemed that he hadn’t found it yet.
Seattle... it’s so far away.
Crystal held the mobile tightly, wondering where he would finally land.
He might just fly via Seattle. And what could she do if she caught up with him? Nathan would absolutely keep running away.
What on earth could she do to change his decision?
She was pregnant; she couldn’t take the plane and follow him here and there.
For an hour, Crystal stared at the phone with hollow eyes.
Nancy had never seen her like this. Crystal Smith, who had always told her to be tough, independent, confident, and not attached to men, was now lost.
Even if Nancy comforted Crystal with all possible words Crystal had ever said, Crystal remained silent and dull.
Nancy scratched her head worryingly.
“Crystal, I’m clumsy with speech. I have no idea how to make you feel better. Tell me what I should do.”
Suddenly, Crystal's eyes brightened.
“Computer,” she said.
“Yes, there’s one in the study,” Nancy answered.
Crystal threw back the covers and scrambled out of bed.
The maid led the way, and Nancy followed behind them.
In the study, Crystal sat at the computer desk, searching for all information about gastric cancer.
There was countless information about gastric cancer on the Internet, and Crystal began devouring them.
There are almost no successful cases of advanced gastric cancer. Why did Vic say there’s a 2% chance? Crystal didn’t understand.
And it’s said that patients who had advanced gastric cancer could do nothing except wait to die.
She clenched her fingers tightly. The more information Crystal browsed, the more desperate she became.
Suddenly, she found that gastric cancer was not divided into three stages but four. There’s one stage called the moderately advanced stage.
The moderate advanced gastric cancer was difficult to cure but not absolutely incurable.
Nancy opened and shut her mouth, unspeaking.
But later, she couldn’t help asking, “Crystal, does he have stomach cancer?”
Crystal nodded, with her hand stiffly clenching the mouse.
“Can’t it be cured?”
“I don’t know. I want to see his medical records. Can you ask Marcos if he can help me find Nathan?”
“Okay. I’ll call him now. Don’t worry.”
“If he can’t find Nathan, then help me find Vic...”
Though the chance to find them was slim, she must have a try.
Crystal rubbed her temples.
She couldn’t break down at this critical time. She must be stronger at this time.
Knowing that the information online was not authoritative, Crystal decided to go to the hospital to ask the doctor in person.
“Actually, I think Marcos can contact an authoritative gastric cancer expert for you,” Nancy proposed.
“No, bother. I also want to do a pregnancy check-up.”
Crystal had run around these few days, so she’s afraid that the baby would be affected.
“I’ll go with you!” Nancy offered.
“Thanks, but I can handle it.”
Being cold-shouldered, Nancy’s smiling face immediately froze.
“Am I despised?...” She muttered.
Marcos assigned a car for Crystal, accompanied by a few cars filled with bodyguards.
They were alert all the way. As long as any car approached a little closer, they would intercept it or tow it away.
Crystal guessed that Marcos would probably know Nathan’s whereabouts, but he would never tell her the truth.
She took a look at the mobile, finding that Nathan had flown from Seattle to another city. If he kept traveling, he would cross the border of the country.
And once he went abroad, the app would not be able to track him anymore.
