Chapter 875
With that, Rosalie turned to leave, but Calvin strode forward, blocking her path. “Wait! You haven’t
disrupted anything. There’s no need to hurry off.”
After a moment’s pause, Calvin said, “Did youe to see Mr. Sabatini about your hands? How is
your hands’ condition all these years? Have they still been causing you pain?”
His tone wasced with worry, something that was impossible to conceal.
“I appreciate your concern. Mr. Gunner. However, I’d rather discuss my hands condition with Mr.
Sabatini in private, Rosalie said, her words deflecting Calvin’s worry while maintaining her
boundaries.
Calvin’s face turned slightly pale, and he managed a bitter smile. “Very well, you can stay here. I’ll
step out.”
With that, he walked out of the consulting room.
Levi looked at Rosalie and addressed her withpassion, “Rosalie, Calvin is just expressing his
concern for you. During your absence of five years, he frequently asked about you whenever he
visited.”
Moments ago, they were talking about her.
Rosalie said with a serious look. ‘Mr. Sabatini, I am now married to Jonathan. If Calvin continues to
show concern for me, it would onlyplicate matters for both of us.”
Levi let out a sigh. ‘I don’t know when that boy will let go. But let’s not dwell on this now. Let’s focus
on examining your hands. We paused the treatment when you became pregnant, and it’s been quite
some time since west saw you. Your hands must have been causing you pain frequently, haven’t
they?”
Rosalie offered a wry smile.
After conducting X-rays and various tests in the clinic for Rosalie, Levi’s expression turned grave.
“What’s wrong? Is there an issue?” Rosalie asked.
“When we initially began treatment, I warned you that halting the process could worsen your
condition. Now that you’ve dyed treatment for so many years and only returned recently, I must
inform you that your hands are challenging to treat. In three years at most, they will be severely
damaged,” Levi disclosed.
“Severely damaged?” Rosalie was surprised, her expression showing astonishment rather than
fear.
“Do you doubt that your hands will truly be ruined?” Levi asked.
Rosalie shook her head. “Levi, you’re an expert in this field. If you say there’s a high likelihood my
hands will be ruined, then I believe it. When I was pregnant and wanted to discontinue treatment,
you warned me of the possible
consequences. Since I had made that choice in the past, I’m prepared to bear the
oue now.”
Over the years, her hands would re up in painful attacks, and these attacks had grown
increasingly frequent, particrly in the past year. To relieve her pain, Rosalie would take
painkillers, despite knowing that this temporary relief was no enduring remedy.
During her consultations in the hospital in Lofbury, doctors had shared simr insights, albeit in
gentler terms, stating that no medication or surgery could cure her hands. The only solution was to
protect these hands well at ordinary times to prolong the nerve numbness of these hands.
When she inquired about how long her hands might function, the doctors in Lofbury provided vague
answers, saying, “It could be ten years, twenty years, or maybe even longer.”
However, none had provided a precise timeframe like Levi.
Levi seemed somewhat surprised. “You do remember your decision from back then. Well, you’re
self-aware at the very least.”
“Is there a way to save my hands?” Rosalie asked.
“It depends on luck,” Levi exined. “If you undergo treatment now and luck is on your side, there’s
a chance to save your hands. If luck doesn’t favor you, your hands could deteriorate rapidly, and
you’ll have less than three years.”
Rosalie remained silent. In essence, she was gambling on sess within three years.
“When can we begin?” she inquired.
“Are you sure about this?” Levi appeared to admire Rosalie’s determination. “I’m sure. It’s better to
start treatment now than to risk my hands being utterly damaged in three years,” she replied.
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“I’ll need some time to make preparations, as some things can’t be rushed,” Levi said after a brief
pause. “I’ll let you know when I’m ready.”
“Very well,” Rosalie agreed without hesitation.
“Apart from that, I’ll prescribe some pain relief medication for you. Your hands have likely been in
pain over the past year,” Levi added.
Rosalie nodded. After receiving her prescribed medication at Levi’s clinic and exiting the
consultation room, she paused abruptly. Calvin and another man were engaged in a tense face-off,
with the other man’s back to her. Yet even before thetter turned around, she recognized his
silhouette.
Her footsteps seemed to draw their attention. Calvin was the first to turn to look at her.
Then, Jonathan turned and greeted her with a hint of a smile. He walked toward her. “Is your hand
okay?”
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Rosalie did want Jonathan to worry, so she replied nonchntly, “Mr. Sabatini has to prepare some
things before treatment. I’ll wait for him to notify me when he’s ready tomence treatment.”
“In that case, let’s go back,” Jonathan said, naturally taking hold of Rosalie’s hand.
Calvin, standing to the side, remained silent. As the two passed by him, he suddenly spoke,
“Jonathan, can you genuinely trust someonepletely? If you can’t, someone will eventually find
their way into disrupting your rtionship, even without the need for me to interfere!”
Jonathan paused in his tracks and shot Calvin a cold re. “I can trust Rosaliepletely. You
don’t have to worry about it.”
As he uttered those words, Jonathan tightened his grip on Rosalie’s hand and then proceeded to
walk her to the car.
As the car slowly drove away from Calvin’s view, a smirk yed on his lips. He seethed in silence,
‘Jonathan, you have always been paranoid about your rtionship.
If he really trusted her, why would he feel the need to warn her not to harbor feelings for someone
else?
After all, Jonathan must still have his doubts. Perhaps he was afraid that her heart might still be with
another man, that her love was not enough? Or perhaps, he was afraid that Rosalie might leave him
again!’
Seated inside the car, Rosalie could not help but ask Jonathan, “What were you and Calvin
discussing earlier?”
“Nothing important,” Jonathan responded with a subtle smile. “Just a casual chat.” The car stopped
at a traffic light, and as they waited for it to turn green, Jonathan. turned toward Rosalie, his eyes
locking onto hers as he posed a question, “He can’te between us, can he?”
Rosalie met his intense gaze. “As long as we love each other, no one can break us apart.” She
knew that, someday, Calvin would have to release his hold on them.
Jonathan’s smile grew even more radiant as the traffic light shifted to green, and he continued to
drive.