His "True Love" Was Fake... So Was My Corpse, Sucker! - Chapter 26: Chapter 26
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"But I'm not willing." Whitney's expression was indifferent: "Camden is MY son—he has nothing to do with your Sterling family. And no matter what you do, I'll never let him acknowledge you!"
"Whit!" Harrison looked at her with tragic eyes, his voice hoarse: "You can't be this cruel to me—you can't take away my rights as a father..."
"Camden's father is Xavier Shaw." She cut him off: "If you don't accept it and want custody back, you can sue me in court!"
Harrison was furious, his face dark as iron. In the end, he said nothing and stormed off.
"Mommy, hug." The little guy in the hospital bed reached out his arms.
Whitney held the child tight, kissing his little cheeks: "Don't be scared, baby. We'll definitely find a suitable cornea to restore your sight!"
After all their efforts paid off...
56 hours later, Whitney finally got another suitable cornea donor.
That night they performed the corneal transplant surgery.
Harrison rushed over when he heard, but Xavier's people blocked him at the hospital entrance—he couldn't get close.
During Camden's eye recovery, Harrison sent countless toy cars like a river, all returned by Whitney unchanged.
On Christmas's Eve, Camden's eyes healed and he was discharged.
At the same time, Whitney and Xavier held a grand engagement ceremony.
In the car, Whitney adjusted her dress train and saw the entire city's streetlights decorated with blooming lily baskets, fragrant and beautiful.
She was enjoying the sight when Camden said excitedly: "Mommy, so many flowers!"
"Camden, these are your mommy's favorite lilies—Daddy had them flown in from France."
Xavier looked at Whitney with smiling eyes: "The flowers mean a hundred years of harmony and many children!"
Whitney blushed from his burning gaze, scolding: "Don't make up flower meanings—lilies just represent a hundred years of harmony, nothing about many children!"
"How not?" His hand rested on her lower abdomen, grinning: "The seed's already planted."
"Xavier Shaw!" Whitney was embarrassed and angry, slapping away his hand: "The child's right here—can you show some restraint?"
"Keep talking like that and I'll ignore you!"
"Okay, okay, I'll stop." Xavier intertwined their fingers, saying gently: "In two hours, you'll be my fiancée. Feels like a dream—so unreal."
Whitney kissed his cheek: "Feel real now?"
Xavier was about to answer when his expression changed dramatically: "Jake, turn—TURN!"
Whitney looked up and gasped—a white SUV from the opposite lane was driving straight at them in reverse!
The woman in the driver's seat was actually Vera?
This woman wasn't supposed to be locked up by Harrison? How did she suddenly appear here?
Before Whitney could figure it out, Vera gripped the steering wheel and crashed toward them, her eyes burning with hatred: "Whitney Collins, don't think you'll find happiness—I'll make your family of three join my son in death!"
"BANG!"
A violent crash sounded.
Whitney was thrown forward by the impact but was tightly protected by a tall figure.
Outside came honking and pedestrians' discussions:
"My God, this black Maybach's front is completely smashed—the driver inside is bleeding badly!"
"The white SUV driver's body is broken in half—so gruesome!"
Whitney's heart sank as she opened the car door and ran forward.
She saw Harrison's car blocking her vehicle!
His car had collided with the white SUV, the front completely deformed!
Her mind went blank as she rushed forward, desperately trying to pull Harrison from the trapped driver's seat: "Harrison Sterling, you CAN'T die!"
"Hang in there!"
The man looked at her dazedly, his voice weak: "Is Camden's eye okay?"
"Are you alright?"
"We're all fine!" Whitney shouted: "Don't close your eyes—we're getting you to the hospital right now!"
"Whit!" Harrison looked at her with tragic eyes, his voice hoarse: "You can't be this cruel to me—you can't take away my rights as a father..."
"Camden's father is Xavier Shaw." She cut him off: "If you don't accept it and want custody back, you can sue me in court!"
Harrison was furious, his face dark as iron. In the end, he said nothing and stormed off.
"Mommy, hug." The little guy in the hospital bed reached out his arms.
Whitney held the child tight, kissing his little cheeks: "Don't be scared, baby. We'll definitely find a suitable cornea to restore your sight!"
After all their efforts paid off...
56 hours later, Whitney finally got another suitable cornea donor.
That night they performed the corneal transplant surgery.
Harrison rushed over when he heard, but Xavier's people blocked him at the hospital entrance—he couldn't get close.
During Camden's eye recovery, Harrison sent countless toy cars like a river, all returned by Whitney unchanged.
On Christmas's Eve, Camden's eyes healed and he was discharged.
At the same time, Whitney and Xavier held a grand engagement ceremony.
In the car, Whitney adjusted her dress train and saw the entire city's streetlights decorated with blooming lily baskets, fragrant and beautiful.
She was enjoying the sight when Camden said excitedly: "Mommy, so many flowers!"
"Camden, these are your mommy's favorite lilies—Daddy had them flown in from France."
Xavier looked at Whitney with smiling eyes: "The flowers mean a hundred years of harmony and many children!"
Whitney blushed from his burning gaze, scolding: "Don't make up flower meanings—lilies just represent a hundred years of harmony, nothing about many children!"
"How not?" His hand rested on her lower abdomen, grinning: "The seed's already planted."
"Xavier Shaw!" Whitney was embarrassed and angry, slapping away his hand: "The child's right here—can you show some restraint?"
"Keep talking like that and I'll ignore you!"
"Okay, okay, I'll stop." Xavier intertwined their fingers, saying gently: "In two hours, you'll be my fiancée. Feels like a dream—so unreal."
Whitney kissed his cheek: "Feel real now?"
Xavier was about to answer when his expression changed dramatically: "Jake, turn—TURN!"
Whitney looked up and gasped—a white SUV from the opposite lane was driving straight at them in reverse!
The woman in the driver's seat was actually Vera?
This woman wasn't supposed to be locked up by Harrison? How did she suddenly appear here?
Before Whitney could figure it out, Vera gripped the steering wheel and crashed toward them, her eyes burning with hatred: "Whitney Collins, don't think you'll find happiness—I'll make your family of three join my son in death!"
"BANG!"
A violent crash sounded.
Whitney was thrown forward by the impact but was tightly protected by a tall figure.
Outside came honking and pedestrians' discussions:
"My God, this black Maybach's front is completely smashed—the driver inside is bleeding badly!"
"The white SUV driver's body is broken in half—so gruesome!"
Whitney's heart sank as she opened the car door and ran forward.
She saw Harrison's car blocking her vehicle!
His car had collided with the white SUV, the front completely deformed!
Her mind went blank as she rushed forward, desperately trying to pull Harrison from the trapped driver's seat: "Harrison Sterling, you CAN'T die!"
"Hang in there!"
The man looked at her dazedly, his voice weak: "Is Camden's eye okay?"
"Are you alright?"
"We're all fine!" Whitney shouted: "Don't close your eyes—we're getting you to the hospital right now!"
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