Not long after, the car stopped in the underground parking.
They deliberately parked there to avoid attracting attention, especially when Lucas Donovan was still sending his people out to look for Natalie Wright across the city.
Later,
Bella arrived at the doctor’s room but didn’t enter right away. She turned to Dylan and Bryan, who walked behind her.
"You guys just rest, find a coffee shop, and enjoy your afternoon coffee. There’s no need to accompany . I’ll see the doctor myself."
She didn’t want them to hear about her mother’s illness or the abuse her mother had endured. How embarrassing!
"Ms. Sinclair, are you sure?" Dylan asked worriedly. "I can accompany you inside..." He still rembered his boss’s instructions to accompany her in dealing with the doctor and arrange everything she needed while she was in this city.
"Ma’am, we don’t need coffee. Don’t worry about us; we’re still fully awake right now," Bryan said, trying to persuade her. "What we need is to help you see the doctor inside…"
Bella, "..."
"Jeez!! You guys don’t mind accompanying , but I do! Can you both just let be alone?" Bella wanted to say that, but she halted it when she rembered these two n had already helped her a lot recently.
After inwardly taking a deep sigh, she politely refused them. "It’s fine, Dylan, Bryan... I feel more comfortable eting the doctor alone."
"But, ma’am..."
"Are you sure, ma’am?"
"Yes... Yes... Go, buy a coffee," Bella said, trying to distract these two n who competed to help her. She found them amusing.
"Which coffee?" Dylan asked, finally feeling relieved that he could do sothing for her. After so many years of knowing her, this was his first assignnt to help her; he needed to do good.
"The coffee sold several miles from this place; try to co back in two hours," Bella said casually, holding back her laugh when she saw them gasp in shock.
Dylan, "..."
Bryan, "..."
Did the young lady just play a prank on us? This question lingers on their minds as they walk away from the corridor.
...
After looking at each other, the two guys, initially reluctant to leave her alone, had to give up their wish to accompany her. Now, they finally left her alone; Bella smiled and turned her gaze back to the door.
Her smile faded, replaced with a calm expression as she knocked on the door.
Then, she faintly heard a cheerful woman’s voice inside telling her to co in. Slowly, her hand pressed the doorknob, and she entered the room.
Bella was surprised to see the female doctor sitting in the office chair, looking in her direction.
The doctor’s features were similar to her mother’s. She looked slender, with shoulder-length black hair. Her small face looked even smaller, with her large gold-rimd glasses perched on her sharp nose.
’Why does this woman seem familiar?’ Bella wondered while trying to recall where she had seen her.
Before Bella could rember, the doctor stood from her seat with a gasp and teary eyes. She walks, approaching Bella.
"He-Heaven! Ar-Are you, Bella? Oh my god... You have grown so beautiful, my dear Bella..." she said, stopping right before Bella, who was still having trouble rembering her.
When the doctor held her hand, Bella’s vague mories began to erge. But, before confirming her hypothesis, the familiar-looking doctor speaks again.
"Oh, you don’t rember , Bella!?" The doctor faintly smiled. "I used to et you when you were still this tall, in elentary school..." she said with her hand raised to her tummy to show how tall Bella was the last ti she t her.
Bella gasped in surprise when she recognized this woman. It was her mother’s best friend, Angie Robert.
She had always t this woman in the past when she followed her mother to see her, long before her father beca abusive toward them.
"Aunt Angie, right!?" Bella said, smiling happily.
"Yes... Yes, dear... I’m Aunty Angie." She answered while embracing Bella. She felt so happy to et her after so many years of only hearing about her from Natalie.
"It’s nice to et you again finally, Bella…" Angie continued.
Bella awkwardly smiled while in Aunty Angie’s embrace. " too, Aunty. And I am also happy to know you are my mother’s doctor."
Now Bella understood why her mother still ca to S International Hospital, owned by the Sinclair Group, after what happened between Donovan and Sinclair five years ago. It was because her mother’s best friend was her doctor specialist in this hospital.
Angie loosened her embrace when she heard Bella say, "Doctor." Instantly, her mind refocused on her best friend’s illness.
Attempting to conceal her worry and fear about Natalie’s condition, Angie calmly smiled at Bella while leading her to a chair.
"Alright, Bella, let’s sit and talk," Angie Robert said, pulling a chair for Bella opposite her desk. "We can chat about old tis later, my dear. But for now, we don’t have much ti. We need to talk about your mother’s illness." She sat in her own chair and looked at Bella with concern.
Bella nodded, agreeing with her.
"I believe you already know about your mother’s illness, right?" Angie asked.
Angie Robert was curious when suddenly the hospital director told her to et soone who wanted to know about Natalie Wright’s illness. She didn’t expect the visitor to be Bella, as she knew Bella lived abroad.
What confused her was how Bella knew the hospital director!?
"Yes, I know about it..." Bella answered calmly. "Aunty, can you tell when my mother was diagnosed and what treatnt she has already received?"
Suddenly, Angie Robert’s expression beca gloomy; she could no longer hide how worried she was for her best friend. She was actually not too concerned about her friend’s illness because Natalie’s breast cancer could be cured.
However, Angie was worried because Natalie refused to undergo treatnt. She felt terrible telling Bella about this, but she had to. She needed Bella to persuade Natalie.
"Bella, I’m sorry to tell you, but your mother refuses chemotherapy..."
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