Chapter 442
Never Late, Never Away Chapter 442
The thoughts were enough to make Vivian tear up. She blinked a few times and tried to suppress the
burst of emotion that threatened to overflow. At the same time, she willed herself to be strong for the
sake of her mother. After all, she had yet to find out what the results were. There was no sense in
scaring herself like that.
The minute she arrived, Vivian hurried to see the doctor who had examined her before.
“What news, doctor? Is my bone marrowpatible with my mother’s?” Heavens above, I really hope
that I can save my mother. I have to.
“Have a seat,” said the doctor, who gestured at the chair next to him. “I’ll go into details.”
Vivian sat down nervously and eyed the solemn-looking doctor. She had a bad feeling that she couldn’t
quite ce but fervently hoped that it was not what she feared.
“The results, doctor?” asked Vivian again. She was so nervous she could burst into tears again.
The doctor sighed, took off his sses, and rubbed the bridge of his nose thoughtfully. “ording to
the results, your bone marrow does not match. Unfortunately, you are not a suitable donor.”
As the doctor said this, Vivian’s heart sank. She felt as if the very wind had been knocked out of her
chest and found it difficult to breathe. “What can we do, doctor? Is there any other way to treat her?”
“Don’t worry. Your mother is not in danger at the moment.” The doctor did everything they could to
already submitted a request. Once we find a suitable donor for her, we’ll have her operation arranged in
no time at all.”
Vivian nodded at the doctor gratefully. “Thank you, doctor. I appreciate you going through all the
trouble.”
“It’s okay, that’s what we’re here for. However, I would also suggest that your family look into other
avenues privately and seek donors elsewhere. After all, surgeries like this are best attempted as soon
as possible.”
Vivian nodded again in understanding. “But doctor, if I may ask, how do I go about doing that? This is
something I have never attempted before.” Since Vivian had never had to consider something like this,
she had no idea where to start.
“Usually, you can apply for assistance through the local Red Cross, or you can make inquiries at the
National Marrow Bank. Given how the inte is so widely used now, you can also try making an
appeal on social media tforms.”
Vivian made a mental note of what she needed to do. “Thank you, doctor. I’ll be in touch.”
With that, Vivian bolted out of her seat and prepared to leave. She wanted to start looking for a
prepared to do whatever it took to ensure that the other party would agree.
“Wait a moment, Ma’am.” The doctor stopped Vivian in her tracks, right before she could leave the
office.
Vivian turned around to look at the doctor, visibly confused. “Was there something else we had to
discuss?”
“Two more things, to be precise. But I need you to brace yourself.”
“What’s the matter? It isn’t about my mother, is it?”
“No, it’s about you this time.”
“Me?” Vivian did not understand what the doctor meant. “Is something wrong with me?”
The doctor hesitated. A slight hint of difort flickered across his face as he fidgeted with his sses
again. “The results of the examination have shown us not just the ipatibility of your marrow, but
that your DNA ispletely different from that of your mother’s. You are not your mother’s biological
daughter.”
“How is this possible?” Vivian’s instinctive reaction was to not believe a word she had just heard.
“Surely there must be some kind of mistake? How am I not my mother’s biological daughter?”
“The results don’t lie, Ma’am. I think it’s a conversation you should have with your mother.”
Vivian felt a myriad of emotions course through her body, from disbelief to anger, to a pang of intense
sadness. This is impossible. How am I not her daughter? Yet, what if it’s true? And if I am not her
daughter, who the hell am I?
“There is one other thing. You’re pregnant.”
‘What?” Vivian absent-mindedly reached upwards and stroked her belly. “I’m… pregnant?”