Chapter 11 Anthony had that familiar calm expression on his face, as if no matter where he was, he would not let any fear or anxiety enter him. And Marco, who was standing in front of him, could be seen in his eyes, restlessness, fatigue and a kind of inner anger that he was trying hard to control.Marco had thrown the question first, without any courtesy, without any twists.“Who sent you?” His throat was dry and hard. “Tell the truth, Anthony. Who are you? And why are you standing next to me?”Anthony had been silent for a while, looking at him. There was a kind of hesitation in his eyes, but beneath that hesitation was a clear decision—he would say nothing.“I promise,” he said slowly, very calmly. “I will not tell the name of the person who sent me. That is why I came here.”This single sentence caused a wave of anger to rise in Marco’s head.Now he said, “My life is being played with, and you stand here talking about secrets and confidentiality? Do you know how much trouble I w

Chapter 13Marco returned to his small apartment that night, exhausted. The city lights had largely faded, and the noise of the streets was slowly dying down. As he opened the door and entered, his shoulders were slightly slouched, as if the burden of the day was still weighing on his back.He closed the door, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He placed the stethoscope on the table, and took off the ID card hanging from his neck and threw it aside. He took off his shoes and put them aside and stood silently for a while, as if his mind was still in the hospital.The face of the old woman in a coma kept appearing in his mind. That calm face, that small chest rising and falling, the steady sound of the machine—everything seemed to still ring in his ears.He slowly entered the bedroom. There was only one bed in the small room, a table next to it, and some files, notebooks, and prescriptions scattered on the table. As soon as he turned on the lamp next to the bed, a soft yellow

Chapter 15Rosa woke up early that day. On normal days, she loved to enjoy the morning laziness, but today was different. She had to go to the airport, and not just go—with her only daughter, calculating everything, keeping all her postures in order, and standing in a way that would make their family look the most stable, reliable, and future-proof to Anthony Clark. Because this is the man who can bring them the biggest funding for their hospital.The Milan airport in Italy has been busy since morning. The sky outside was hazy, the light was reflected on the airport's glass walls. The wings of large airplanes were glistening in the sunlight. Rosa and Isabel slowly walked towards the VIP lounge, where the atmosphere was even more stressful, although the crowd was smaller than usual. Everyone here had come for some important reason, but today Rosa was thinking to herself—the most important thing in this lounge was hers.Isabel was getting annoyed standing next to her. She had little to

Chapter 17 Marco stood there in silence even then. The atmosphere seemed to have frozen for a few seconds—Anthony stood before him, having already made his proposal and was now waiting for his decision. Everyone was preoccupied with Rebecca's condition, but Marco could clearly sense the tense excitement quietly running through the situation. He always put others' well-being before his own, but today's circumstances seemed to confront him with a different kind of feeling.Anthony said slowly,"Marco, are you in? No one but you can save Rebecca."Marco looked up. Though there was fatigue in his eyes, he had that same confident resolve Anthony had seen in him long ago. He took a breath, then said in a very calm voice,"I'm in."That one line sent a suppressed sound rippling through the room. Jessica let out a sigh of relief, and Anthony's eyes flashed a clear glimmer of gratitude. But Rosa—her face seemed to blaze. Marco had agreed, and there was no hint of self-interest in his decisio

Chapter 19As Marco was putting the DNA reports back into the file, the crowd around him still hadn't fully grasped what they had just heard. After a few seconds of heavy silence, it was as if everyone suddenly woke up at once. The red lights of the cameras came on again, microphones were thrust forward once more, and the crowd's gaze turned as one to Isabella.Just minutes before, she had been playing the victim for the media, and now that same media was coming forward for her explanation.A reporter rushed forward, thrusting a microphone in Isabella's face and said,"Isabella, Marco has made very serious allegations against you. Do you have anything to say?"Another quickly added,"He said you became pregnant by other men twice and miscarried both times. Is that true? Do you deny these allegations?"Another reporter, biting his lip, asked in a curious tone,"Just a few minutes ago, you were saying very clearly that Marco had cheated on you. Are you going to respond to his allegation