Chapter 196
“Anastasia, you will still have your kid in the future,” Jasonforted her in a low voice.
“Hope so.” Anastasia took a deep breath. “You know what? When Harold’s knife stabbed me, I…
unexpectedly felt a desire to
live.”
Anastasia herself was also shocked.
She probably did not want to die.
She wanted to live.
After all that, she realized that nothing was more important than health.
Being alive meant countless possibilities for the future.
She shouldn’t continue to be trapped by stor’s side.
It was an endless loop.
“Anastasia, you deserve the best of everything.” Jason took a white rose and put it in her hand.
Anastasia looked up. “Why a white rose?”
“It’ll always be a white rose,” Jason responded softly.
No matter how Anastasia changed, she would always be the white rose in his heart.
“Jason, what you like is the version of me you’ve imagined, not the real me. Do you understand what
liking someone is, what love is, what marriage is?” Anastasia sighed. “It means dealing with everyday
hassles, necessities, and meals. Over time, we’ll have asional quarrels and reveal our true colors
and ws. Eventually, even two people who cuddle up to each other will quarrel every day and be
tired of each other.”
By that time, the person one loved the most would be the one they most hated.
“Don’t easily deny something that is yet to happen. You’re not even willing to give me a chance and yet
alreadybeled me in your heart.” Jason snorted, snatched the white rose from Anastasia, and inserted
it into the vase.
Anastasia helplessly looked at the bouquet of flowers. For some reason, her mood was much better.
“Don’t you need to go and take care of Grandma Penelope?” Anastasia looked at Jason.
She thought, “Would he be too tired this way?”
“I’ll
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and see herter. There’s a caretaker with her.” Jason earnestly helped Anastasia peel an apple. “Eat
some.”
Anastasia leaned against the headboard and looked at Jason. “What he just said seems to make a
point. Should I give myself chance?” she thought.
Anastasia closed her eyes slowly and felt a headache.
She thought, “Forget it. I’d better not drag others down with my sick body. Jasones from a family
with ordinary conditions. I’m riddled with diseases, and my follow-up treatment requires a lot of money.
I don’t want to drag him down.” “I told the nurse not to let anyone disturb you, especially the
psychopath next door.” Jason cut the apple and put it and a fork in the lunch box. Then he put the lunch
box on the overbed table in front of Anastasia.
Anastasia looked at the meticulous Jason and found herself in aplicated mood.
She thought, “Kimberly once said that when choosing between a poor guy like Jason, who has nothing,
and a sessful person like stor, who is wealthy and has a family background, one would surely
choose stor… But it’s only through experiences that Ie to understand what’s truly precious.
Some people would rather cry inside a BMW thanugh on a bike. But sometimes, a scooter is enough
to make people feel happy.”
Anastasia took a deep breath and looked at Jason. “I want to eat a Chili Dog.”
Jason was stunned for a moment. “It’s hard to digest…”
“Ask the nurse if I can eat it. If I can, help me bring one,” Anastasia whispered with a trace of pleading.
Jason thought for a while. “Okay, I’ll go and ask.”
Anastasia smiled and nodded.
Jason also smiled, feeling that Anastasia seemed to havee to terms with many things.
But he didn’t dare to ask more…
He thought, “It’s better this way. Whether Anastasia epts me or not, I will stand behind her.”
Anastasia took the initiative to send a message to the attending physician after Jason left.
She wanted to cooperate with the treatment.
She had decided to try and fight the disease even if she did not know what the result would be.
She thought about starting a new life.
It was a food street outside the hospital.
The nurse told Jason that it was okay for Anastasia to eat a Chili Dog as long as it was not too spicy.
Hence, Jason came out to buy a Chili Dog for Anastasia.
stor’s car was parked on the roadside, which was particrly eye-catching in the night market.
The random car of his cost a few hundred thousand dors. The ordinary working ss would not be
able to make so much money for the rest of their lives.
“Jason, let’s talk.”
stor opened the car window and looked at Jason, who was standing next to the food stall.
Jason frowned. “There’s nothing to talk about.”
“Thepany you started is in its infancy! Is this not the most difficult stage?” stor said in a low
voice. stor was confident that Jason wouldpromise. “I can help you and even give you
everything you want.”