You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)
Chapter 223

Coralie had never expected that such a small child would be afflicted with this disease. What could she do?

"We can't cure this disease here. I suggest that you go to Syngene Hospital in A city. Besides, the child is still so young, you can't afford to delay anymore."

The doctor saw that Coralie wasn't rich, but he was worried that she would refrain from treating the child because of money problems. He gently reminded her. "Okay, I know. Thank you, doctor," Coralie said.

Hendric was a sensible child. When Coralie was talking to the doctor, he stayed out of trouble and kept silent. Until Coralie walked out with him in her arms, Hendric told Coralie, "Mommy, no scared." Hendric was less than two years old, so he could only mumble simple words.

However, these words touched her heart. She hugged Hendric, caressed his little head, and said, "Don't worry Hendric, I will definitely cure you."

Hendric nodded.

After Coralie explained the situation to Aaron and his wife, they expressed their understanding and were willing to gather some money for Coralie, but she refused.

She knew that treatment for leukemia would not be settled with just a small amount of money. She needed to spare hundreds of thousands of dollars at least. Thus, Coralie made up her mind to sell her emerald bracelet.

After Coralie packed up her things, she took Hendric to A city in a taxi. The journey took more than ten hours.

After more than two years, Coralie finally stepped into this familiar city again. However, it was for such an unfortunate reason.

Coralie, wearing a mask, went straight to the hospital with Hendric in her arms.

Hendric vomited a few times along the way.

When she arrived at the hospital, the doctor checked Hendric's condition and asked him to be hospitalized immediately. The doctor subsequently conducted a bone marrow test for him. Coralie had less than ten thousand dollars in her card. When she went to pay for Hendric's bill at the counter, her hand trembled upon hearing the huge cost from the doctor.

"Can I pay for a part of it first? Please let my child stay in the hospital. I'll figure out a way."

Coralie begged.

When she said this sentence, she felt that it sounded so familiar. Back in the day, it was because her mother and brother were hospitalized that she had no choice but to look for Skylar Holland. The doctor craned his head and looked at Coralie. She was dressed ordinarily and had her hair tied up; it was obvious that she came from an insignificant place. Then he said, "Please discuss this with the outpatient doctor."

Coralie went to see the doctor with Hendric in her arms. As soon as they reached the door, Hendric hugged Coralie and said, "Mommy, sorry."

Coralie was stunned. She didn't expect that Hendric would say that. She rubbed Hendric's little head and felt distressed looking at his tiny face. She comforted, "Please don't be sorry. It's Mommy who is sorry." Right now, she had to be strong.

Coralie held Hendric in her arms and went into the outpatient room again. She tried to ask the doctor if she could pay part of the fees first and let Hendric stay in the hospital for the meantime. She promised to pay the rest of the money when she came up with a way.

The doctor was sympathetic seeing that Hendric was still so young, so he thought for a while and agreed.

After settling the hospitalization procedures for Hendric, Coralie took him to the ward. There were only two people in the ward. Aside from Hendric, there was a little boy about seven or eight years old. Coralie was in a hurry to save money for the fees. After putting Hendric down, she said to him, "Hendric, Mommy will go out for a while. I'll ask the nurse to play with you. I will come back in a few hours, okay?" Hendric nodded; he seemed to understand.

Coralie couldn't rest assured, so she bought a small toy plane for Hendric and asked the nurse to take good care of him before leaving.

She had done her research and found that there was a pawn shop near the hospital. Coralie had already decided to pawn Grandmother Holland's emerald bracelet for some money.

However, when Coralie arrived at the pawnshop and showed the emerald bracelet to the boss, the boss looked at Coralie and thought that she had stolen the bracelet, so he said, "Ten thousand." "Ten thousand? No way!"

Coralie did not know the exact value of this emerald bracelet, but based on certain previous events and Grandmother Holland's status, she knew that this bracelet must have been worth at least hundreds of thousands of dollars.

When she saw that the boss was a scammer, she was so angry that she was about to leave.

The boss saw that Coralie was going to leave, so he immediately stopped her and said, "Hey, wait, how about this? How about thirty thousand?"

He could see that the emerald bracelet was a rare one. It was delicately crafted, and there was even a small diamond on top of it. At first glance, he could already tell that it was an exquisite piece of the highest quality.

If it was met with someone who liked it, even two or three hundred thousand dollars would do no justice for it. It was even possible to sell it for five hundred thousand dollars!

"No!" Coralie denied.

Looking at the boss's expressions, Coralie was even more certain of the value of this emerald bracelet. This bracelet was given to her by Grandmother Holland before her death. If it was not for Hendric's illness, how could Coralie bear to sell it?

When the boss saw that Coralie clearly knew the value of the bracelet, he said, "Lady, then tell me how much you want from it?"

"This..."

When the boss asked Coralie to set the price first, she started to weigh her thoughts up.

"Lady, it seems like you don't know the exact price of this bracelet. It's not the same as before. Emerald is still expensive, but it's not in demand now. To put it in a nice way, it's very valuable, but how many people really know about its value? Even if it is really priced at millions of dollars, how many people are willing to spend several millions just to get their hands on it? Don't you think so?"

The boss saw that Coralie only knew that the bracelet was valuable, but she couldn't come up with the specific price. So he began to fool her into selling the bracelet at a cheap price. "But what you said is too cheap," she replied.

"Yes, yes. Is your family in urgent need of money? Why don't you sell it to me for one hundred thousand dollars? I have one hundred thousand dollars in cash. Let's make a deal right now."

The owner set up his shop near the entrance to the hospital and had already earned a lot of money from the people who were in urgent need of money.

A lot of them brought what was obviously very valuable to the pawnshop to gather urgent money for their ill family members. However, there would be no return from the treatment fees in a hospital. Hence, most of the things would belong to the store after they pawned them away.

"One hundred thousand?"

"Yeah, look at this bracelet..." The boss continued.

"I'll pay five hundred thousand."

Just as the boss was about to continue lowering the price with Coralie, an old man's voice sounded from the door of the shop.

Both of them turned around at the same time.

An old man in a suit walked in. Although his beard and hair were all white, he still looked very energetic.

There was a short-haired woman in her twenties walking behind him.

Coralie recognized the woman at a glance. She was Xenia Lowell!

She was so astonished that she quickly turned her head away.

"Young lady, I'll pay five hundred thousand dollars for your bracelet," the old man said.

Coralie did not dare to look back, nor did she dare to look at the old gentleman. She was afraid that Xenia would recognize her, so she said repeatedly, "Okay, okay, five hundred thousand dollars. Deal." The boss looked at the old man. Although he was angry, he still flashed a smile and said, "President Lowell, what brought you here?"

The old man listened to the boss's question and answered, "I am going to hold an auction soon, but I still need a few more things before I'm done. So I came to search for something valuable."

It seemed that Coralie's bracelet was what he set his eyes upon.

Xenia, who was standing behind, had been looking at the bracelet initially. However, Coralie kept turning her face away. She was slightly angered as she said, "What's wrong with you? Why are you not looking at my grandfather when he's talking to you? Don't you know what respect is?"

As she said that, she went over and slapped Coralie on her shoulder.