Chapter 380 Crying It Out


    “What are you babbling about?”


    Georgia demanded furiously. Robert grabbed her hand.


    “Don’t listen to her bullshit.”


    Sierra, though, started cackling madly.


    “Would I still lie to you about such a thing at a time like this? You can’t even imagine everything


    Robert’s been through in the past year. Why else would he have been so thankful, even believing me to


    the point of promising to marry me? I appeared at his side in the guise of a savior all along, and he


    couldn’t have been anything other than grateful.


    “But all that acting and he still caught on. I wanted to ask you, Robert – before you nned to fake your


    death, where did I go wrong?”


    Georgia tensed, fearful that Sierra was telling the truth. She looked nervously at Robert.


    Robert smiled faintly at Sierra.


    “Because you’re not Wesley’s biological mother. You made a misstep there, which led me to start


    suspecting you.”


    “It was for that reason, huh.”


    Sierra chuckled self-deprecatingly.


    “I guess someone who’s not biologically rted will never be able to act as loving as a real mother. No


    wonder you found something off. But so what? You can shut me up here, or even take me somece


    to be tortured. You won’t be any better off, Robert Simpson. I don’t believe you’re unaware. Your body’s


    already been through all sorts of human experimentation. It’s run ragged. I don’t believe you can live


    long enough to be with Georgia for the rest of her life.”


    Sierraughed aloud, with a vicious gaze that was both hateful and pitying as she looked at Georgia.


    But when she turned that gaze towards Robert, there was only mockery there, as if sneering at


    Robert’s victory, and the time he didn’t have to enjoy said victory.


    Georgia had always trusted her instincts. At this moment, though, she was terrified of them, because


    she believed Sierra was telling the truth.


    But if it was all true, then what was wrong with Robert’s body?


    She didn’t know at all. Georgia looked in horror at Robert.


    “Is she telling the truth?”


    Sierra howled with insaneughter as Robert took Georgia’s hand.


    “We’ll talk about it outside. Don’t bother with her. She’s gone nuts, and she’s just spouting deranged


    exaggerations.”


    Robert tugged Georgia out of the basement. A freezing wind there seemed to rustle at her and


    goosebumps rose on her skin. Georgia felt icy, and a sheer, consuming fear was spreading across her


    being.


    Coming out from the basement, the winter sun shone on her, but she felt none of the warmth, only a


    bone-chilling cold.


    Seeing Georgia grow paler and paler, Robert wrapped his arms around her and kissed her forehead.


    “Don’t get hung up over Sierra’s words. She’s just taking it out on you and trying to intimidate you.”


    “Robert, we’re husband and wife now. You can’t lie to me about anything. No matter how difficult it is or


    how much hidden troubles you have, you shouldn’t keep it from me. The first time you faked your


    death, I can look over it, but if something like that happened again, and you kept it from me


    deliberately, I really wouldn’t be able to forgive you. I’m willing to face any problem with you, but I’m not


    going to be content being kept in the dark like some fool.”


    Georgia, trembling with fear, looked at Robert standing before her.


    Still as gentle, tall and handsome as the man she’d known before.


    Georgia ran the events of the year over her head, her lips quivering.


    “You must have suffered this year. I know the things you’ve been through must have robbed you of all


    your dignity once. It might be too hard on you to have you list them all. I won’t force you to speak about


    them. I wanted to ask you something else. When you first had your incident, your leg wound hadn’t fully


    healed yet. The original n was to go through a few more neural surgeries, then stand again slowly


    through physical therapy. That was a long n that needed a whole year, but you disappeared after the


    first surgery. You kept on vanishing this year, and I don’t believe Sierra would have gotten anyone to


    help you with surgery, much less get a bunch of peak neural surgeons together to operate on you. Ivan


    couldn’t have been able to find out where you were, so they definitely didn’t get anyone to operate on


    you. But here you are, standing up before me now. Tell me, how did you regain the use of your legs?


    Please, tell me the truth.”


    Georgia’s eyes reddened. Sierra’s talk of human experimentation resonated through her mind.


    From how Sierra’s hate worked, that was definitely no normalb, but the sort of sick, underground


    human researchb.


    The type ofbs that put human bodies through all sorts of psychopathic tests. Georgia couldn’t even


    picture what Robert had been through.


    She felt like the world’s biggest idiot right now. How was it Robert could stand up?


    Belonging ? N?velDram/a.Org.


    Why hadn’t she ever considered that?


    But Sierra suddenly exposing that made Georgia feel she wasing up on the answer.


    On her end, she did research into lung cancer, in the same direction as biopharmaceutical research. In


    their type of regrb, any experiments were of course only conducted on nts and animals, and


    bacteria or fungi in petri dishes.


    As for human experiments, without sufficient testing to confirm minimal effect on human bodies, regr


    Even if the drugs reached the live trial stage, that required a lot of volunteers for bedside study, along


    with constant corrections over a year or two before the drug could hit the market and be avable


    for normal people.


    But undergroundbs weren’t like that. They didn’t experiment withb rats or study the reactions to


    disease as regrbs did with animals and nts. They went straight to human testing, and through


    the radical methods of those mad scientists, they refined the drugs step by step with figures from live


    experimentation.


    Some rich people, to protect their own lives, often assigned secret objectives in thosebs. When


    Georgia was in school, she’d even received that sort of invitation, but she’d refused them outright. She


    didn’t want to go against her conscience.


    But now, Georgia found that she was broaching that dark side of medicine.


    Since Robert had already been in that sort ofboratory for a while, she suspected that the fact he


    could stand up now had something to do with his experiences a year ago with human experimentation.


    “Do I look sick to you, standing here in the pink of health? Yes, I spent some time in ab that does


    human testing, but after a while, thatb exploded. They did run some experiments on me, but it didn’t


    take long, and almost everyone died after theb exploded. I was heavily injured, then Sierra saved


    me. Don’t worry, she’s just trying to scare you.”


    Georgia’s tears fell. She looked at Robert with red eyes, her voice full of anguish and despair.


    “Stop lying to me. You’re standing up straight now, and you’re still saying it has nothing to do with that


    and you still can’t exin how you lost it in the first ce. What did you go through in thatb? Maybe


    even you can’t remember. Robert, you can’t just treat it like it hasn’t happened. Come to the hospital


    with me right away for a full checkup.


    “You promised you’d be with me forever. How could you keep such a thing from me?”