Then, he roughly calculated the cost. If I could find a suitable bone marrow, it would cost me at least a million dollars.
I was about to mentally break down.
My cell phone rang with a message.
It was the same photo, the same background, and the same woman.
It was just that it was a different posture. The way how Spencer had hugged her changed.
He hugged me like this last night.
I looked out of the window with tears in my eyes.
The sky was bright.
It started to rain outside at some point.
Pain and despair engulfed me.
Back then, I had been so heartbroken and desperate when my parents had passed away. At that time, with Spencer around, he had supported me.
And now... there was no one else who could help me.
In the heavy rain, my cell phone began to ring non-stop.
I knew it was Spencer, and I knew that he would definitely search for me.
But all of this had nothing to do with love.
It was three hours later when he found me in my family's house back then.
He held me tightly in his arms and kissed my wet hair, saying, "Jessa, why didn't you answer the phone? You scared me to death."
I looked up at him with tears in my eyes.