Alphas Regret, the luna is secret heiress novel

Chapter 68: The Healer's Compassion

He didn't look convinced, but he signed anyway. After promising to return the next day at the same time, we walked down the hallway. As we headed towards Emma's room, he whispered, "It's getting worse. The doctors think she is much sicker than they initially thought. Maybe weeks, not months." The weight of his words settled in my mind. There had to be something more we could do. The specialist in Chicago might be able to help Emma, I thought hesitantly.

As I reached into my bag to jot down necessary information, I couldn't help but feel the weight of responsibility. Emma had shown me a level of compassion I had never experienced before. As I strengthened my resolve, I realized that I needed to be that beacon of hope for them. The medicine's efficacy danced in my mind as I contemplated the tiny sliver of hope in this dire situation.

The more time I spent with the Pierce siblings, the more I realized how absorbed I had become in their plight. I had completely forgotten about my dinner plans with Connor until my phone rang: "Hello! I've been waiting at Bistro for half an hour." I closed my eyes, guilt washing over me, and apologized to Connor for losing track of time.

"Are you alright?" Connor's immediate concern was evident in his voice. "I'm fine," I assured him, explaining the worsening situation of the siblings I was helping. Connor's next question caught me off guard, "Have you eaten?" Realizing it was already and I hadn't eaten since lunch, I admitted I had been too focused on the case.

Insisting on taking care of me, Connor picked me up from my office. Despite my initial reluctance, his caring tone melted my defenses. As I shared the challenges ahead with him, I made a decision to donate generously to help the Pierce siblings. I structured the donation to maintain their dignity, ensuring they received the necessary medical support without feeling like charity cases.

Upon receiving Emma's tearful message of gratitude, I felt a sense of fulfillment. The impact of my actions was tangible, and it motivated me to keep fighting for justice for the siblings. As I prepared to meet Connor, I felt a renewed sense of purpose and determination to make a difference in their lives.

Connor's POV:

The evening traffic parted before my Cullinan SUV as I made my way towards Moonlaw Legal Services. Olivia's tired voice on the phone spurred me to drive faster, eager to see her. My protective instincts as her mate had intensified since our engagement. Just as I turned onto Fifth Street, a call from Frank Langley about Vanessa Reed shook me to the core, instantly alerting me to a new challenge ahead.