
The Whole Family Struck by Leukemia Once Again
Chapter 3
I didn't cry or make a scene. To be precise, I didn't have the strength to do anything extra.
Just having 17 tombstones standing neatly halfway up the mountain was enough to break my heart.
I stayed in the cemetery for a long time, and was about to leave. But before I took a few steps, I suddenly saw Faye and Zion.
"Sister, do you think my dog's death is because of me?"
Zion's tone was sad, holding an urn in his arms.
"How could it be your fault? Don't think too much. The monk said that as long as we give it a grand funeral, it will have a better life in the next reincarnation."
If it weren't for the fact that the voice was too familiar, I would have thought it was an illusion.
Can someone as ruthless as Faye also believe in gods?
But all of this was no longer related to me.
I wanted to avoid her, but Faye had already seen me.
"Why is it you again?"
There was a clear interrogation in her tone, and she was just about to say the word "stalk".
It was really unexpected to meet them in a cemetery. Considering their love for the dog that day, it made sense to bury the dog in an expensive cemetery.
"Just pass by," I responded lightly, not wanting to waste time with them.
As I was about to leave, I was stopped by Faye.
The warm and dry touch of the palm made me feel nauseous, so I immediately shook it off.
"Don't touch me!"
Faye did not expect my reaction to be so intense. She was stunned for a moment, with her eyebrows furrowed.
"Ryan Holman, what are you going crazy about!"
My eyes were bloodshot and as soon as I saw Faye's face, the sound of death from hospital equipment filled my ears.
"Get lost, I don't want to see you."
Zion held the box and spoke in a self-reproachful tone, "Ryan, are you still angry about that day? That day, both my dog and I had a car accident. The situation was urgent. That's why she delayed delivering the medicine to you. You can be angry with me, but please don't be angry with Faye."
So pretentious!
I laughed out of anger.
"Yes, it can be considered a minor car accident when you had a slight collision with an electric bike. The situation was urgent. My whole family of 17 people were in the intensive care unit, which was neither painful nor itchy.
"Faye is my fiancée. It's only natural for me to be angry with her. Who are you? Why do you want to take her place and bear the anger?
"You're nameless and insignificant. Don't fucking flatter yourself!"
I almost shouted the last sentence.
17 lives!
The medicine had already arrived in Birmingham...
Just a little bit, really just a little bit.
If it was not for the person in front of me and that pet dog, Faye wouldn't break her promise, and my family wouldn't have died.
Zion cried, tears kept rolling down.
"I'm sorry, Ryan. I don't want to become like this either."
Looking at Zion's sad look, as always, Faye protected him behind, as if I bullied him.
"Ryan, do you have to be so aggressive?"
I sneered, "Of course not, so I'm leaving."
I used to argue with Faye, telling her about Zion's instigation and trap one by one.
She said I was targeting Zion and told me not to have such great hostility towards the same sex. Men should be generous and not always argue with a younger brother.
But now I wanted to give up. Even the desire to talk to her had disappeared.
I left without any nostalgia, and behind me, Faye looked at my back with a strange expression.
This was the first time I didn't argue with her because of Zion.
Faye, for the first time, left Zion behind and caught up with me.
"How have you been recently? Did you bring the medicine that day?"
It had been a week since my family passed away. If she had contacted me halfway or paid attention to my family's condition, she wouldn't have asked me so calmly.
But she didn't, she still acted superior.
I looked at her, with a very serious expression.
"Faye, do you really like me?"
Faye looked away and didn't speak.
The answer was obvious.
I carefully feel my heart and don't feel sad or upset.
I understand. I don't like Faye anymore.
The ten years that revolved around her had become a story, and I could calmly tell everyone about it after getting drunk.
"Cancel the engagement, Faye."
I didn't want to waste any more time. Leaving these words behind, I passed by Faye without looking back.
She immediately grabbed my hand, her tone still a bit stunned and unresponsive.
"What did you just say?"
I didn't answer. My cold attitude was obvious.
Faye finally panicked.
"Last time I neglected you. From now on, I will send the medicine to the hospital as soon as possible. Don't make a fuss, okay?"
She probably still thought I was upset about the medicine incident, so she unexpectedly lowered her stance and tried to coax me for the first time.
Before, even ten days ago, I would have gladly accepted and even considerately said that I was also at fault and shouldn't be angry.
But now, my heart had been buried with 17 bodies.