When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 863
Sasha’s mother fell silent for a while. “Okay.”
Ending the call. I felt strained. Sometimes, it wasn’t necessarily a good thing to be soft-hearted. Letting
out a sigh, I dialed Joseph’s number. The call got through in no time.
“Hello, Mrs. Fuller,” Joseph greeted me politely as always.
I went straight to the point. “Mr. Campbell, has Sasha’s autopsy report been released?”
“Yes, the report is ready. The police concluded it as a suicide case.”
I hummed in response. “Is there any solid evidence?”
“Yes, the metal railing at the spot where she fell was broken by Sasha herself. She visited a psychiatrist
and had been diagnosed as mentally ill. Perhaps the woman had been contemting suicide for a long
time, but she did nothing because she couldn’t let go of her daughter and parents.”
I frowned. “Why did she decide tomit suicide all of a sudden then?”
Joseph heaved a sigh. “She bought an idental death insurance, which took effectst month. If she
was determined to have died by ident, her parents and daughter would have been the beneficiaries.
With the amount ofpensation from ourpany, her family will live afortable life. At least,
they won’t need to work hard to make ends meet.”
So in short, Sasha nned everything before she jumped off the building.
However, she never thought that the police would carry out such a thorough investigation of the
incident.
No wonder her mother called me out of the blue to ask for my help. I bet she already knew about it
before calling me.
I nodded and hung up the phone. Right away, I called Sasha’s mother back. I could tell from her tone
that she was anxious. Unable to discuss the matter over the phone, I told her that I would talk to her at
the hospital tomorrow.
At night, Ashton came home.
At the dining table, I served him keenly and put a little of every dish onto his te.
Putting down his fork and spoon, the man scrutinized me with narrowed eyes. “Tell me. Is there
something you want to talk about?”
Feeling a twinge of guilt, I stered on a smile while gazing at him. “No, nothing. Do eat more. You’re
quite busy with work recently…”
Under his steady gaze, my voice trailed off. Breathing a sigh, I said, “Fine, I want to talk to you about
Sasha’s case.”
He raised a brow at me. “Sure, go ahead.”
“Sasha’s daughter has been diagnosed with leukemia and I want to help her,” I said while gazing at him
with guilt.
He nodded in acknowledgment. “What are you going to do?”
I hesitated briefly before answering him. “Sasha’s autopsy report is out. It’s concluded that she
committed suicide. ording to thepany policy, how muchpensation is her family going to
get?”
His brows furrowed slightly. “Thepany willpensate her out of humanitarian considerations. In
fact, thepany doesn’t need to take any responsibility for her case. As a result, thepensation
won’t be much.”
His answer was within my expectation. After all, Sashamitted suicide. Her death was not an
ident, so thepany had every right to notpensate her, but…
Seeing right through my thoughts, Ashton remained silent for a short while. “Fuller Corporation has a
foundation where you can apply for a sum of money for the child. But Scarlett, you’d better think it
through. Make sure that the one you’re trying to help won’t get you into trouble.”
I couldn’t quite get what he was trying to say, but the moment I heard about the foundation, I breathed
a sigh of relief. “I got it. I’ll handle it carefully.”
It felt like a weight off my chest to hear that there was a solution for Sasha’s daughter.
On the next day, I headed to the hospital.
Perhaps it was because of the chemotherapy, the already haggard-looking child looked even frailer
now. Most of her hair had dropped, and she appeared ashen-faced and sickly.
The second Sasha’s mother saw me, she held my hand eagerly. “Mrs. Fuller, you’re finally here. The
doctor said that we need another five hundred thousand for Renee’s chemotherapy, but Sasha’s
compensation is only two hundred thousand, and we’re unable to scrape up the remaining three
hundred thousand. Mrs. Fuller, I beg of you, please help us!”
I couldn’t bear to see her plead this way, yet I couldn’t let the matter go. “Mrs. Brooks, please don’t do
this. I’m trying to find ways to pay for the medical fees. Don’t worry,” I consoled her.
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Just then, the child on the bed woke up and saw us. In a week voice, she asked, “Grandma, I want
some water…”
“Okay, okay,” Sasha’s mother answered. She then walked over to the water dispenser only to find that
there was no water in it. Taking the empty blue container, the woman headed to the bathroom. The
sound of water flowing could be heard shortly after.
“Ms. Stovall, did youe to visit me?” The child’s voice echoed in the ward and broke me out of my
reverie. Turning to look at the child, I was nonplussed for a second before nodding my head with a
warm smile.
“Yes.”
The little girl grinned, revealing her two cute snaggleteeth. “Will you visit me again?”
I nodded in response. “Yes, I will. Take good care of yourself. I’lle over when I’m free.”
Beaming with joy, she asked, “Can you bring me sweets the next time you visit me? Grandma says that
I can only eat sweets when I’m sick, but she hasn’t given me any even though I’ve been sick for a long
time. I’m really craving some sweets now.”