My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey)

Ruth's tears kept flowing.

Just then, a doctor turned around and looked at her.

He said urgently, "You're supposed to be taking care of the patient, right? Hurry up and come see whether you can wake him up, please."

Ruth was taken aback.

She held back her tears and hurried over.

"Try calling out to him. See if you can wake him up." The doctor sounded anxious.

He had encountered a few cases like this before.

The patient would be on the brink of death, but they would suddenly have the urge to live and be able to make it through after hearing the pleas of their family and friends.

Although the chances were slim, it was not impossible.

Ruth's eyelashes trembled violently.

She had always seen herself as a lowly maid. She would never have expected to be entrusted with such a huge responsibility at such a critical moment.

She took a deep breath, then boldly held Zorion's hand. "Mr. Zorion, it's Ruth. Please wake up, will you? You promised me you'd have a snowball fight with me once there was snow, didn't you? Have you forgotten about your promise to me?"

Ruth nearly started to cry again as she gazed at Zorion's deathly pale face.

She did not dare to, however.

She could only try her best to hold her tears back as she spoke to Zorion.

Ruth continued to speak, but there was no reaction from Zorion.

His breathing was even growing weaker.

She was starting to panic.

She looked at the doctor. "Mr. Zorion isn't responding at all. Can you guys give him some more CPR or something? He's not responding!"

The doctors shook their heads.

It looked like this was the end!

Ruth immediately understood what the doctors meant. She felt like she was descending into an endless pit of despair.

In her terror, she pressed her face to Zorion's and cried, "Mr. Zorion, don't scare me! Say something, please!"

Zorion was plunged into darkness.

In his dazed state, he saw himself as a child again.

He had gone out to play once.

He would always be accompanied by a group of maids or butlers, but that time he had given them the slip and ran out on his own. He had ended up being attacked by a bunch of older kids.

They had beaten him up and crushed him under their weight.

Zorion was being smothered.

He wanted to breathe, but to no avail.

He felt like he was definitely going to die.

Suddenly, a little girl appeared.

She was about the same age as Zorion, or perhaps even younger than him, but she helped him to chase the bullies away.

She even helped him wipe away the blood on his face.

Zorion's hands and face were cold.

He pointed at his face and said, "Cold, it's cold."

The little girl then pressed her face to his and rubbed his hands with hers to warm them up. "You won't be cold once I do this."

A wave of warmth washed over Zorion.

He really did not feel cold anymore.

Not even a little.

Zorion laughed happily.

"I'm not cold anymore."

The little girl laughed along with him.

Her smile was beautiful, warm and sweet.

Zorion gazed at her in a daze.

In that instant, he felt like the little girl's smile had cleared away the endless darkness, allowing the sun to shine down on them.

Five minutes ago.

The doctor had gone to inform the Quartley family to see Zorion one last time.

This was their last chance to see Zorion.

Zorion would stop breathing any minute.

The doctor also mentioned that at this stage, the virus in Zorion's body was almost negligible and the chances of it being contagious were very slim.

Whether or not the virus was contagious, this was their last chance to see him!

Tremaine, Madam Quartley, and Yuliana all rushed into the quarantine room.

Madam Quartley wanted to cry at the sight of

Zorion lying there motionlessly, but she could not.

When a person was truly devastated, they would not even be able to squeeze out a tear.

She simply stood there, her body wavering.

Tremaine quickly held her up.

His handsome face was filled with suppressed pain. "Grandma..."

Madam Quartley looked at him blankly. "Tremaine, why does Zorion have such a hard life? There were complications when your mother gave birth to him and it affected his brain. Now he's been infected by the WT virus and is dying. Why does he have to suffer from all this hardship? Can't he just live a happy and peaceful life?"

Tremaine didn't answer.

His eyes turned red.

On the other hand, Yuliana shoved Ruth away and grabbed Zorion's hand, wailing, "Zorion, you can't die! You can't leave me! If you die, I'll be right behind you!"

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Suddenly, someone cried out, "The patient's vitals are improving!"

An agitated doctor pointed at one of the machines by the hospital bed. "The patient's heartbeat is getting stronger..."

He was too agitated to continue.

It was a medical miracle!

Yuliana was struck dumb.

She was dumbfounded!

Had she brought Zorion back to her life with her howling?

Zorion was saved.

He was suddenly filled with the desire to live at the very last moment.

It was this desire that allowed him to escape from the clutches of death.

Of course, all of this was attributed to Yuliana.

Everyone thought so.

This was because Zorion's heartbeat had grown stronger when Yuliana held his hand and wailed.

Everyone aside from the doctors stepped out from the quarantine room, leaving Yuliana to accompany Zorion.

Because she was his savior.

With Yuliana nearby, Zorion's desire to survive would only grow stronger and stronger.

The moment they were out of the quarantine room, Madam Quartley's tears finally started to flow. She mumbled, "Thank God Zorion's fine. He's

fine..."

Tremaine's back was covered in cold sweat.

He had been forcing himself to stay stoic all this while.

It was only when he heard that Zorion was fine did he allow himself to relax.

Tremaine breathed out a huge sigh of relief.

Just then, the sound of harried footsteps rang out.

No one noticed it as they were still overwhelmed by the joy of Zorion's survival.

They were pulled out of their joy

when Montez suddenly ran up to et

Tremaine, grabbed his thigh and howled, "Daddy, don't leave me! I can't live without you!"

Tremaine was speechless.

He looked at Montez in surprise.

Montez looked up at Tremaine, his face covered in tears. "Daddy, I may call you the Big Devil, but I don't really mean it! I know that you're the best

and

I know you love me, Daddy. I can't live without you!"