Chapter 501


    Chapter 501 Can’t Turn Back


    When Elspeth came back out, she saw Yelena crouching on the ground. Panicked, she asked the


    doctor, "What happened to her?"


    "I told her who the donor was, and then this happened." The doctor sighed. Guiltily, he said, "I didn''t


    know he was important to her."


    Elspeth didn''t lecture the doctor. It wasn''t his fault that Yelena was depressed. "I''ll take over, doctor.


    You may leave now."


    The doctor nodded and left thedies alone. Elspeth crouched as well, and she wrapped her arm


    around Yelena''s shoulder. "Yelena," she whispered.


    Yelena said nothing. Her head remained buried in her chest, her shoulders trembling.


    "I know it''s hard to ept the truth."


    Yelena still said nothing, but Elspeth could hear her sobbing.


    "It''s sad. His death is. Sorrowful. And it''s not just affecting you and me. Callum, Hank… Everyone''s


    affected." Elspeth pulled Yelena into her embrace and patted the back of her hand. "But we can''t bring


    back the dead. idents happen. Nobody could have seen thating. We need to embrace that


    fact. At least… At least his memories will live on in us."


    Yelena raised her head. Her eyes were as puffy as peaches. "I just can''t believe he''s gone. And he


    gave me a part of himself before he left us forever. I… I can''t live with that." They were no longer a


    couple, but still, the memories of their past remained. Max had always been a kindd, yet that same


    young man left her forever—all while she was unconscious. She didn''t even get the chance to see him


    onest time.


    "I know he cared about you. That''s why he was worried. That''s why he gave you his marrow. And


    there''s a reason for that. He wanted you to live. To be free of pain. He had high hopes for you, and


    you''re wasting them by crying meaninglessly. You''re ruining yourself. Is that how you wanna repay


    him? This will only disappoint him."


    Yelena froze. Yes, right. What am I even doing? This is stupid. She stood up and wiped her tears away.


    "Thank you, Elsie. Hook me up to the IV infusion, please." She pulled the needle out in a hurry just


    now, so she couldn''t even stand after losing the infusion.


    Elspeth nodded and helped her lie down. Then, she hooked Yelena up to the IV infusion, and then she


    pressed her hand against Yelena''s forehead. "No fever. Good. Remember to rest up and don''t do


    anything rash. Take care of yourself. That''s what Max would have wanted."


    Yelena nodded. Her tears had run dry, and all she could do was shiver. "Elspeth," Yelena croaked.


    "Why did his car crash all of a sudden?"


    Elspeth froze. If she told Yelena the truth, the guilt would wreck her, but if she didn''t…


    "I see. You don''t have to tell me anymore." Yelena stared down, conflicting emotions welling in her


    heart. "It was me, wasn''t it? He knew I got sick, and it affected him."


    Yelena was smart enough to figure things out on her own, but that only tormented her more. Max died


    because of me. I killed him. "He wouldn''t have died if I weren''t sick, right?"


    Elspeth got a little angry. "What are you talking about? This has nothing to do with you. It was an


    ident. Not to be heartless, but he was the reason he died. Not you."


    "But he wouldn''t have been affected if I wasn''t sick. Max was a great racer. He couldn''t have gotten into


    an ident." Yelena still thought it was her fault.


    "We still have no idea what the truth is, so don''t me yourself. If that''s how you wanna see it, then


    part of the fault lies on me. I shouldn''t have told him about your illness."


    Surprised that Elspeth would take responsibility, Yelena quickly said, "No. You''re not to me."


    "Then you aren''t either. I don''t want to hear that again, alright? And I''ll figure out the truth of this case."


    Yelena nodded, her eyes still puffy.


    Hank came back and saw Yelena''s eyes looking puffy. Ah, so she knows. He set up a little table beside


    the bed andid out the food before Yelena. "Did you just cry? Now, now. I got you your favorite


    dumplings. And here''s some chicken and mushroom soup. And there are some hard-boiled eggs too.


    They say it''s fab."


    These were regr breakfast foods back in their hometown. Hank must have spent a lot of time just


    gathering these. And they were still hot. He must''ve tucked them inside an insted box. He was


    meticulous, but Yelena couldn''t even feel touched. She had no appetite at all.


    "I don''t want to eat."


    "I know you''re in a bad mood, but at least have something." Hank held up the soup and was about to


    feed her, but Yelena shoved him away.


    Beset by fury, she shoved all the food on the ground and raised her voice, "I said I don''t want to eat!


    Can''t you hear?" And in her fury, the soup sshed all over Hank''s hand.


    Hank looked at her coolly and wiped his hand off with a tissue.


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    "Hank…" Yelena snapped out of her fury, and she started sobbing again. "Let''s break up."