Attracted By My Ex-wife Chapter 185 A Thunderbolt From The Blue

"The result is out. Charles is diagnosed with congenital leukemia," said Sam with a frown. At this
moment, his heart was heavy with the news.

"What?" Trembling with fear, Anne stared at Sam, unwilling to believe the news at all.

Kevin's face also darkened. Charles who had woken up, waved his hands and giggled innocently. He
had no idea how much pain this disease would bring to him.

"And you only learned about this now. Why didn't you find it out before?" Anne couldn't stop her tears
from streaming down her face.

Kevin held her tightly, not knowing how to comfort her.

"I'm sorry, we did everything we could, but the baby was too young at that time, and there were many
things that were not easy to find out at such a young age, matters that would appear after a period of
time. Even if it was found early, the situation would be as difficult as it is now. Because the baby is too
young, and the bone marrow transplant would be too risky. High intensity anesthesia and pain would
also cause more harm than good to him."

Hearing the sorrowful voice of Sam, Anne felt as if she had fallen directly into the ice cave, miserably
far from the joy of having a perfect life with Charles. This despair of losing the one she loved the most
felt like she was being torn apart from her blood and bones.

"Will Charles get better?" Anne asked, trying to hold back her agony.

"It's hard to say," said Sam.

"We have no history of any hereditary diseases in the family. Why does he have it?" Anne sobbed.



Sam looked sullen. He had to be cautious with his words as a doctor. If he said it rashly, it would be
irresponsible and against their ethics. But seeing that Anne was so falling apart, he assumed that she
must be hating herself for not giving the child a healthy body.

"These diseases are often caused by genes, but if no one in your family experienced congenital
diseases, then the possibility of genetic problems is very small. I can't help but think that maybe it is
related to your fluctuating emotions and tense mental state during your pregnancy. Don't worry. Anne. I
will take good care of Charles." Sam comforted.

At this time, because of too much sadness, Anne chuckled out unexpectedly.

Everyone knew how much she loved this child. There was no emotional bridge between her and Kevin.
Everything she did, she did it for the baby.

She named him Charles, a royal name for a free man, hoping that he would be healthy at liberty all his
life. But she didn't expect that the name would be so ironic.

"Why would she have a tense mental state during pregnancy?" Kevin asked, confused about her
reaction. His face was saddened, his eyes lost in thought.

He was so anxious that he feared being given an answer that would make him feel perturbed.

But apart from being a friend of Kevin, Sam also liked Anne. Even if Anne had always wanted to set
him up with Emily, he had always been loving this lonely and stubborn woman in his heart.

"Well, you can ask yourself if you have hurt her during her pregnancy. Anne, I'll take you to drink some
water. I'll have someone take care of Charles."

After saying that, Sam took Anne directly to the lounge, regardless of whether she agreed or not.

A rare look of aching appeared on Kevin's face.



He knew how deep Sam condemned him, more so his actions. If they hadn't been friends for so many
years, Sam would have made him pay for the consequences of his doing.

But he knew that he deserved it.

He looked at Charles with red eyes. The whole room seemed to be filled with great grief. Getting a
glimpse of Charles's innocent smile, he felt guilty.

When he saw the naivety of the child, the flashbacks of all the ill-treatment that he had done to Anne
unveiled in his memory.

For a moment, he didn't know how to make up for the damage he had caused to Anne.

The hospital lounge was designed for moments like this. Plants were known to relieve the anxious
relatives of the patients, and there were ten pots of such flora.

But Anne was mourning, her eyes were soaked, and her hands were cold as ice. Her thin body
weakened as if it was about to crumble from bearing the tremendous amount of pain in her heart.

Sam accompanied her and tried his best to calm her down, but in the end, he realized that there was
nothing he could do.

He knew that when Anne was in the most devastating time of her life, the child was her lifeline of
happiness.

"Sam, why should I be Charles' mother? He is so full of life, but I took that away from him. He doesn’t
deserve this."

Covering her head and bawling bitterly, Anne sat on the chair with her body in a strange curled posture.
Her sadness was everywhere. It lingered in her bloodstream, and she couldn't let it out.



"Anne, listen to me. You have done a good job as a mother. It's not your fault. You raised him with love.
Charles is a strong boy; he will recover from this. I will find the best available technology capable of
treating him and find a suitable donor for the bone marrow transplant. We will cure Charles of this
suffering."

Sam reached out his hand to comfort Anne but quickly abstained from doing so because he didn't know
if his comforting touch would make her cry less.

"I hate Kevin. I know it's useless, but I just hate him."

Anne tightened her fingers gradually until it formed a clenched fist. Fortunately, she didn't agree to be
back to him.

Otherwise, how could such a hatred, which had nowhere to vent, be appeased?

"I know, I know." Sam opened her hand and slowly rubbed her frosty hands to warm her body up.

The wall of the lounge was made of glass. All the drama inside was seen from the outside like a movie.

Standing outside the glass, Kevin looked at Anne curling up in a ball. He gradually tightened his grip.
Seeing that Sam was so considerate to her, he was jealous and mad, but there was no reason to
blame her. After all, he was the one who caused this tragedy.

Anne did her best to settle down, but she was as fragile as porcelain. This was the first time that Sam
had seen her venting her anger. He felt sorry for her, but there was nothing he could do.

He wanted to beat Kevin to death, but the situation was already worse enough.

"But the baby is sick now. He needs your care, Anne. He needs a mother. I know you are sad, but for
Charles' sake, let's be hopeful, okay?" said Sam as he fiddled with her head.



With the perseverance of Sam’s comfort, Anne started to tone down her grief. She raised her head, her
eyes swollen red, but no longer brittle.

"You’re right. I will be strong for the sake of my child. Charles needs me."

Anne stood up. As she was grieved for too long, her legs trembled, and her balance was off. Sam had
to follow her closely in case she couldn't hold on.

In the office, there were all kinds of untouched equipment. These were the most advanced
technological apparatus available in the world, bought nearly a year ago.

However, Sam seldom came to the hospital because he took care of Anne. Besides, only a few people
could enter his office, so it looked spotless.

Kevin came in. The moment Sam saw him, his face turned cold.

"What are you doing here?" Sam said intimidatingly.

He was always sick of what Kevin did to Anne. Now that the child got such disease, he was also
enraged.

"Is it true that my child's illness is likely due to the mental stress during Anne's pregnancy?" Kevin
clarified.

"Of course. I have warned you before that the most important thing to nourish the fetus is for the
mother to be stress free. But look at what you have done. How could you hurt her with Cherry when
she was pregnant?" With fire in his eyes, Sam was determined to land a hard punch on Kevin's face.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that Cherry was setting her up." Kevin squinted his eyes to hide his guilt.



"You didn't know? Well, that's very smart of you, Kevin. You can make the AN Group an esteemed
company that it is today, but can't take good care of your wife? You are really a scumbag. You thought
Anne was the villain of your life, when in fact, the evilest person here is you," Sam yelled and punched
Kevin in the face.

Kevin didn't fight back. It was not like him at all. Usually, he would never let others beat him like that.

"Something bad happened. Some people quarreled in ward 302." The nurse was knocking at the door,
and Sam and Kevin abruptly calmed down.

"Anne—" Sam and Kevin said simultaneously.

Regardless of the conflict just now, the two of them raced for the door and went to the ward where
Charles was.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw Selma's arrogant figure. "Shameless woman! Your child
was born ill. You must have been a reckless mother."

Selma kept cursing, but Anne didn't say anything, allowing Selma to push her from time to time.

She seemed to have lost her mind, just like a sad puppet, but Selma kept cussing her.

"I will take the child away, far from you. I will find the best doctor for him. You bitch, never dream to
meet my grandson again." Selma stretched out her hand and was about to slap Anne, but Sam
reached out in time to catch her wrist.

"Auntie, please behave yourself!" holding Selma's hand, Sam threatened her.

"You want to stand up for her, too?" Now Selma was more dissatisfied with Anne seeing that someone
was helping her.



However, Anne had come to her senses. Her eyes were full of irony. She looked at Selma and said,
"My child is indeed sick, but maybe if I wasn't stuck in your horror house, my child wouldn't suffer any
indisposition!"

Tears welled up in her eyes again, but Anne didn't care. She stood up for his son. Her heart was aching
to the extreme, but she was tenacious.

"What did you say? You blame this on my family? How dare you say that to my face?" Selma was
completely infuriated by Anne's words. She tried her best to break away from the suppression of Sam
and thrust forward to beat Anne.

"Enough!" Kevin's angry voice exploded, and Selma stopped at once.

"Kevin, you came at the right time. Our family has been unlucky since we have this woman. When will
you listen to me and drive this woman out of our lives? You can find a better woman than this bitch."
Selma raised her voice, hoping to piss Anne off.

But Anne was not provoked at all.

"I said enough!" Kevin shouted coldly.

In a fit of anger, Sam shouted, "If you take the child away from Anne, Charles will die."

"What?" the three of them were stupefied and asked at the same time.

Taking a deep breath, Sam suppressed his anger and said loudly with emphasis, "The bone marrow
that is suitable for a child is very rare, not to mention that the child's blood type is unique. It's better to
give birth to another child than to look for it in a sea of people."

"Ha-ha." Anne laughed ironically and desperately.


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