Chapter 732


    “I… I had hoped Rosalie might be able to persuade you, but… I feared she might not seed, so…


    I couldn’t help bute in anyway,” Warren stammered. “I know you didn’t want to see me and had


    no desire to ept my liver, but…”


    He paused, taking a deep breath, summoning all his strength to continue, “I’m begging you to


    undergo the operation. Once you’ve had it, I promise I won’t ever show up in your


    your life again. You don’t have to see me ever again if you don’t want


    to!”


    All he wanted was for her to be well and alive.


    Amelia looked at him and inquired, “If we’re truly going through with this surgery, it will be risky for


    you as well. What are your conditions?”


    Her tone remained remarkablyposed as if they were merely discussing a business


    arrangement between them.


    “Conditions?” Warren eximed inwardly, his eyes widening in surprise. “Are you saying… you’re


    willing to go through with the surgery?”


    “Yes,” she replied with determination, motivated by her love for her son and her mother. “If you have


    any conditions, please state them clearly. I don’t want to be indebted to you. However, if I happen to


    pass away during the surgery or experience rejection afterward, I may not be able to fulfill your


    conditions.”


    “No! You won’t die!” Warren eximed with agitation. “There won’t be any rejection. You donated


    your bone marrow to me in the past. The blood in my body now is made from your bone marrow.


    Our blood is the same. How could there be rejection after the surgery?”


    In a way, his liver was the mostpatible source for her in the world, given their shared blood from


    the past bone marrow donation.


    “So what are your conditions?” That was all she cared about.


    His lips moved as he contemted, “My conditions? My only condition is for her to survive. As long


    as she stays alive, I’d be willing to do anything!”


    “Nothing. You don’t have to fret about owing me anything, because this is my way of repaying the


    debt. You donated bone marrow to me in the past, so now, I’m giving you my liver as a token of


    gratitude,” he said.


    “Is that so?” Amelia murmured, “In that case, we won’t have any more debts between us. Once the


    surgery is over, let’s… not meet again, Warren. I simply wish to live the rest of my life in peace and


    avoid any further entanglements with you.” His body swayed, and a sorrowful smile crossed his


    face.


    Even though he hade to ept that this might be the end for him and her, hearing her words


    still pained his heart.


    The person he had loved most in his life had nowpletely turned away from


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    him.


    “Okay. We won’t owe each other anything anymore,” he affirmed, his gaze unwavering as he spoke


    in a hoarse voice. “But… if you ever find yourself facing a problem that you can’t solve, remember


    that you cane to me anytime. I’ll be there to do whatever it takes to help you.”


    However, Amelia remained silent. She simply closed her eyes slowly, as if whatever he said held no


    significance for her anymore.


    Amelia’s liver transntation was carried out shortly after Warren and Amelia underwent the


    required preoperative evaluations.


    Lying on the cold operating table, Warren heard the anesthesiologist say, “Mr. York, we are going to


    administer anesthesia now.”


    “Okay,” he responded, devoid of fear and filled only with hope.


    His liver could finally be transnted to Amelia. Even if something went wrong and he was to pass


    away on the operating table, he still held onto the hope that he could save Amelia’s life.


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    He owed her so much that no matter how long he lived, he couldn’t possibly repay the debt.


    Warren slowly closed his eyes, sensing the faint tingling of the anesthesia needle piercing his body,


    followed by the sensation of something flowing into his veins.


    When Warren regained consciousness, he found Jonathan standing at the bedside, apanied


    by the doctor and a few nurses.


    The effects of the anesthesia had notpletely worn off at this point, so he didn’t experience


    intense pain in his body.


    “How’s Amelia?” Warren said with difficulty.


    “The surgery went well, but she’ll need to be monitored in the ICU ward for two days post-surgery,”


    Jonathan was the one who answered him.


    Warren let out a sigh of relief. As long as the operation went well, it was good enough for him.


    Even if… in the future, he could never be in her presence again, at least she would carry a piece of


    him in her body.


    His liver would remain with her for the rest of her life, apanying her through the years until the


    end.


    And the bone marrow she had once given him would always be a part of him. Perhaps, in a way,


    this was another form of keeping each otherpany, even if they were apart.


    Warren remained silent, seemingly unconcerned about his own physical condition.


    Even as the doctor exined various postoperative precautions and the potential impact of the


    surgery on his body, he still remained silent.


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    After the doctor and nurse exited the ward, Jonathan spoke up, saying, “Once Amelia’s case is


    turned over, it could spell negative news for York Group. I’m afraid that you may face criticism, or


    even be detained or prosecuted.”


    “I understand,” Warren replied with indifference. He had contemted all the potential


    consequences, and if he were to be sentenced to prison, he believed he deserved it.


    Back then, if he hadn’t focused on seeking revenge and hadn’t ced blind trust in Irene, he


    wouldn’t have been misled. He wouldn’t have provided false testimony in court either.


    His testimony had been the decisive evidence.


    In reality, he had been the true perpetrator.


    “Are you really going to stop showing up in front of Amelia?” Jonathan suddenly asked. He had


    naturally learned about that from Rosalie.


    “There’s nothing much I can do for her,” Warren replied. “Since this is what she desires, I will do my


    best.” However, he understood that for the rest of his life, each day would be a form of torment for


    him.


    “Perhaps one day, she might allow you to appear before her again, especially considering you share


    a child,” Jonathan suggested. “I’m also here to help you if you ever need it in the future.”


    Warren was taken aback and regarded Jonathan with skepticism. After all, this renowned figure in


    Strico didn’t seem like a kind and warmhearted person. Furthermore, he had never shared any kind


    of friendship or interaction with Jonathan in the past.


    As if sensing the doubt in Warren’s eyes, Jonathan remarked casually, “Consider it my sympathy for


    your situation.”


    “Sympathy?” Warren mused, pondering when Jonathan had be such a sympathetic person.


    Nheless, sympathy appeared to be the most logical exnation.


    Jonathan didn’t intend to exin anything further.


    He sympathized with Warren because he saw himself in Warren. That was why he was willing to


    offer assistance to Warren.