CHAPTER 150 CHOOSE

Yvonne took in a deep breath and repeated herself. "I said, I already know about Miss Conrad having to undergo a second transplant!"

"Who told you that?" Henry clenched his fists, his tone ice cold. "Shane Summers?"

"No." Yvonne shook her head and averted her gaze. "I found out by chance."

Henry's lips were a thin straight line. "Do you think I'll believe that?"

"I know you won't, but it doesn’t matter. I’m mentioning this to verify one thing." Yvonne looked at him.

Henry had his brows knitted together. "What's that?"

Yvonne bit her lips. "What you wanted to tell me previously but haven’t. Did you want me to donate my bone marrow to Miss Conrad again?"

Henry’s gaze dimmed as he exhaled the word. "Yes!"

Yvonne felt a pang in her heart. She had already guessed the answer but to hear him admit to it personally, it was still a bitter pill to take.

"It is true.” Yvonne’s smile was full of despair. "Once isn't enough. I need to give it twice. Henry, are you that cruel?"

Henry's eyes were downcasted. "I’m not pressing you t o donate it this time."

"But will you give up?" Yvonne closed her eyes, trying t o repress the tears that were threatening to spill." Miss Conrad will die if she doesn't undergo the surgery. Will you let her die?” she asked him.

Henry's jaws were clenched. He did not make a reply.

Yvonne chuckled in self-deprecation. "Let me answer i t for you. You won't. Because Miss Conrad is important to you. You won't let her die. And only I can save her currently. You said that you won't press me t o donate it this time, but do you believe your own words?"

Henry was still silent.

Yvonne wiped her eyes. "If you really never mean to force me to do the transplant, you'd have told me about it from the start. You didn't. You kept it from me and delayed it. It’s obvious that you still want me to save Jacqueline, right?"

Henry looked at her, caught in between.

He had to give it to Yvonne for guessing his thoughts. He was not forcing her to do the transplant but he had not given up on the idea of obtaining her bone marrow. He wanted to save Jackie!

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Yvonne spoke again.

Henry swallowed. "I know what I do isn't right but this

is a life..."

"A life?" Yvonne taunted. "Yes, it's a life. What about m e, though? Am I not a life too? My body isn't even what it's like after the first transplant. I don't have any sequelae. I'm lucky. But can you guarantee that nothing will happen to me after the second time?"

Henry answered grimly, "This is the reason I didn't tell you in the beginning. All this while, I’ve been asking people to search for other compatible bone marrow donors."

"Have you found one then?" Yvonne asked.

Henry's gaze was evasive. "No."

"I knew it. If you found one, you'd have let Miss

Conrad go through with the transplant a long time ago and not waited until now. There are only a few days to Miss Conrad's second surgery now, what do you plan t o do?" Yvonne got down from the bed and stood in front of him. "Do you plan to force me into the surgical room and 'donate' my bone marrow to Miss Conrad, or what?"

"Can you calm down?" Henry frowned.

"I can't. Once I think about how my husband only wants my bone marrow for another woman, my heart aches. Do you know how I feel?" Yvonne stared at him with her reddened eyes. "You don't know. Because you don't feel anything for me. Whatever happens to me, you won't feel a thing. So I've figured it out." "What?" Henry's expression was stoic. For some reason, he did not like what she just said, especially her last line.

He was inexplicably enraged. Why was she so sure that he had no feelings for her?

Yvonne let out a puff of breath, her gaze was resolute." I won't donate my bone marrow. Whatever it is, I won't do it. I won't save Jacqueline. Do you want to know why?"

Henry narrowed his eyes. "Try me."

"Because I'm pregnant." Yvonne's hand went to her belly as a gentle smile crept onto her face.

Henry widened his eyes. His usually distant face looked shocked. "What did you say?"

"I'm pregnant," Yvonne repeated. "Two months now."

Henry peered down at her stomach in disbelief.

She was pregnant? His child was inside there, in that flat tummy?

Henry, who was used to being composed and collected no matter what happened, could not help letting a sense of panic and helplessness show. He was not expecting this news either. Other than the shock, there was unmistakable happiness deep inside of him.

"You're really pregnant?" Henry asked again, and only God knew why.

Yvonne nodded. "This is my checkup slip."

She pulled the nightstand drawer open and passed

him a slip.

Henry completely believed it now when he scanned the paper. He was going to become a father.

"Is the baby... healthy?” Henry gripped the slip and asked, suppressing the emotions in his voice.

Yvonne held her stomach carefully. "Baby's very healthy, so Henry, make a choice, yeah?"

"What choice?" Henry was troubled. holds this content.

Yvonne clenched her hands. "Choose between your child and Miss Conrad. You should know that I won't b e able to keep this baby if I donate my bone marrow another time. You understand now, right?"

"I understand. Go to bed first. I'll go to my study," Henry responded.

He stepped out of the room after that.

Yvonne's words struck him with the realization that h e had to make a choice.

If she was not pregnant, he would still be caught in a dilemma of whether he should ask her to give her bone marrow away. She was pregnant now, however. He had his choice. He was keeping this

baby.

Moreover, there was a voice in his heart telling him that he would regret it if he made the wrong decision. 2

Going into the study room, Henry removed his jacket and fished out his phone to make a call.

Even when it was late in the night, the call was connected swiftly.

"Mr. Conrad," Henry called lightly sitting on the chair.

Dominic was surprised to receive his call. "Henry? It’s so late. What's the matter?"

"I want to tell you that I don't agree on Yvonne Frey donating her bone marrow," Henry announced without any room for discussion.

Dominic was slightly taken aback. "You don’t agree? Then what about Jackie?”

"I'm sorry. I'll make a more comprehensive search for Jackie to find her a compatible bone marrow donor."

"A more comprehensive search? Henry, are you kidding me?" Dominic lost his cool, thinking that Henry was joking.

In spite of it, Henry’s tone was irrefutable. "I'm not joking. I just think that Yvonne can’t donate her bone marrow.”

"Who’s going to save Jackie if she doesn't donate her bone marrow? Jackie's surgery is this week. It'll be much riskier if she misses the transplant. Henry, you know that." 1

"I do. I’ll have Shane transplant another bone marrow set to her. The compatibility level is lower but she'll be able to hold on until I find a matching one," said

Henry.

"Theoretically yes, but the rejection reaction for other bone marrow is severe. Isn't that a torment to Jackie?"

Dominic was unhappy with his arrangement.