Chapter 196
Without hesitation, Millie immediately rushed forward and grabbed Cara with the man. Cara was hanging against the wall.
âLet me go!â she cried and shouted.
Millie tightly gripped Caraâs left arm, while the man firmly caught hold of Caraâs right arm.
Cara fought desperately to break free, causing Millieâs wrist to almost bleed. However, she remained unaffected, as if she was immune to pain.
At that moment, her only thought was that Cara mustnât die. The man protected Millieâs wrist with his other hand. Millie turned her head and paused when she saw his face clearly.
âDonât just stand there. Come and help!â he growled at the crowd behind.
Millie was stunned. She hadnât expected it to be Winston.
The crowd behind rushed to their aid. He instinctively reached out to shield Millieâs hand, allowing the rough wall to scrape his own. A group of people joined forces to pull Cara up
Cara cried as tears streamed down her face. She screamed, âWhy did you save me? My life is worthless. You might as well let me die! Let me die, let me die!â She was about to hit the wall,
Winston frowned, rushed forward, and stopped Cara. She struck Winston hard, causing him to take two steps back and groan.
He gasped and held his chest with one hand. First, he had a stomachache, and now his chest was in pain, too.
He had gone to the rooftop for some fresh air and unexpectedly witnessed Cara jumping off the building. Millie had been the last person to talk to her. If Cara jumped, the police would suspect Millie first.
Although he didnât want to interfere in othersâ affairs, he felt compelled to get involved.
because Millie was implicated.
Millie pulled Cara up and asked her, âSnap out of it, Cara. If youâre not even afraid of death, what else in this world can possibly overcome you?â
She
e was incredibly decisive when she chose to jump earlier.
Cara sobbed. âDr. Caldwell, I wonât be able to recover. You were right. I feel sorry for myself.â
âDo you know how many people desire to live? Stop disregarding your own life like this,â Millie scolded her in an attempt to wake her up.
The crowd immediately echoed, âThatâs right. My daughter has cancer. The doctor said she wonât live for long. I truly want her to survive. If you can live, donât waste your life like thisâ¦.
+15 BONUS
âLife is always tough, but thereâs always hope. Taking your own life is not the solution.â
âYouâre still young, so thereâs nothing you canât overcome. If youâre sick, seek proper treatment. Letâs not entertain any negative thoughts until youâve explored all the options.â
Cara looked at the crowd. They offered a lot of suggestions and advice, but she felt very misunderstood. She wanted to live, too.
Millie pursed her lips and gazed at Cara, her voice weighted with concern. âCara, take good care of yourself. As long as you donât harm yourself, Iâll treat you.â
Cara looked up and locked eyes with Millie.
Winston turned his gaze toward Millie, who exuded an overwhelming sense of kindness.
Back in high school, there was a less fortunate student in her class. He lost his parents when he was young and had been living with his grandparents since then.
Unfortunately, his grandparents had a car accident and became bedridden, unable to care for themselves. This student had to work and go to school to support his grandparents.
When Millie learned about it, she cried and was deeply moved. Hence, she took it upon herself to help him with his future.
Millie fixed her gaze on Cara, her tone resolute. âCara, Iâll say it again. I will treat you. Iâm absolutely serious.â
She didnât lack the funds for Caraâs treatment, but she had only one request. Cara should live a good life, just like any other human.
Caraâs emotions gradually calmed, and she gazed at Millie before collapsing to the floor. The doctors swiftly approached and escorted Cara back to the ward.
The crowd on the rooftop dispersed, and Millie felt more relieved. She knelt on the floor, gasping for breath. It was then that she realized the pain throbbing in her wrist.
Millieâs lips curled into a bitter smile as an indescribable emotion flooded her heart.
âWhat a doormat.â came Winstonâs voice from above.
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