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Three busy days passed quickly.
Grover hadn’t contacted her.
Had he signed the divorce agreement?
It had been three days, and there was still no sign of movement on his part.
She hadn’t emailed him the divorce agreement or asked anyone else to deliver it, worried that something might go wrong or the papers wouldn’t reach him. That was why she’d decided to hand them over personally.
He must have seen the agreement.
It was straightforward and clear. What was he waiting for?
As she was lost in thought, Tracie’s phone suddenly rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
She answered, “Hello, who is this?”
“Tracie! Why did you block me? You need to get to the hospital right now and give my son a blood transfusion!” On the other end, Grover’s sister, Lesa Stanton, was urgently demanding.
Lesa had a ten-year-old illegitimate son.
No one knew who the father was.
When the child was four, he was diagnosed with a rare bone marrow disease that affected both his blood production and clotting ability.
The boy suffered from chronic anemia, and to make things worse, he had a rare blood type-O-negative blood.
In the entire family, only Tracie and the boy shared the same blood type.
To fit in with the Stanton family and win Grover’s favor, Tracie had volunteered to be the child’s blood donor.
She thought that doing this would earn her some approval from the family, that Grover might start seeing her differ- ently.
But that was just a naive fantasy.
The Stanton family still treated her poorly.
Even the illegitimate son, Oliver Stanton, who was benefiting from her blood, had the audacity to complain, “My mom says your blood is like you-cheap! It’s only good enough for emergencies. Don’t think it’ll make me, my mom, or my uncle like you more!”
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Looking back over the past six years, Tracie realized just how small and humbling she had allowed herself to become.
She only had herself to blame.
She had been cheap-indeed.
But not anymore.
“I won’t give your son a blood transfusion. I won’t do it again, ever,” Tracie said bluntly to Lesa.
“My son will die if he doesn’t get the transfusion! How can you be so heartless?” Lesa’s voice trembled with emotion.
“Well, you don’t need the blood of a heartless woman,” Tracie replied coldly, then hung up.
Once she’d cut ties, there was no point in wasting any more words.
Staring at the phone in stunned silence, Lesa finally remembered to call Grover.
When Grover received Lesa’s call, he felt a cold shiver run through him.
She might be upset enough to stay away for three days, but this was a life-or-death situation.
He hung up on Lesa and immediately called Tracie.
Tracie had expected his call to be related to Lesa’s request, but she still answered.
“Mr. Stanton, has the divorce agreement been signed?”
“Go to the hospital and give Oliver a blood transfusion!” Grover’s voice on the other end was cold, final, and not open for discussion.
“I won’t go,” Tracie replied in a similarly cold tone.
Grover on the other end of the line froze for a moment.
She was actually refusing?
He had never even considered the possibility.
After a brief pause, his voice grew more stern. “Are you sure? You’ve thought this through?”
“Yes.”
What was there to think about?
She had already given up on Grover and Wendi. How could she possibly donate blood to someone who wasn’t even related to her?
“The divorce agreement…”
Tracie had planned to ask if he had signed the divorce papers.
But before she could get another word out, Grover hung up the phone.
“What’s going on, Grover?” Juliana asked, glancing at him.
Juliana had been invited to the house by Grover.
Meanwhile, Wendi had been asking why Tracie hadn’t come home after three day.
Grover, too, was caught off guard.
