“Of course. She is an expert hepatologist. She was the one who did the medical examination on Blair. Wesley..." Niles choked.

"I can't believe this. This can't be true, right? Blair is so lovely and pretty. She doesn't even have a boyfriend yet. How could such a horrible thing happen to her? This is so sad..."

Then he cried out into the phone loudly. Wesley felt as if he were listening to a pig's squealing as it was being taken to be slaughtered.

It was disturbing to say the least.

“Shut up!" he snapped, rolling his eyes.

"Where is Mom?"

It was Cecelia who had broken the news to him. And she Liked Blair a lot. Logically thinking, she should have been at the hospital with

Blair in such a critical moment, but she wasn't.

“Mom is devastated by the news. She is resting at my place. Wes, take care of Blair. The men in our family are always grateful and faithful to their women. Blair has always loved you so sincerely. Why don't you marry her and make her happy in the final days of her life?" Niles suggested.

The ward was so quiet that Blair heard everything he said. She stifled her Laughter and secretly admired Niles' performance.

“You don't have to tell me what to do. Take care of Mom. Tell her not to worry about Blair,” Wesley told his brother.

“ALL right. Spend as much time with Blair as you can." Saying that, he started wailing again.

Annoyed by Niles' bawling, Wesley hung up quickly.

Wesley looked at the girl in his arms. He gently kissed Blair's hair and asked, "Does your uncle know about this?”

She shook her head and whimpered, “No. I just learned about it a while back. I don't know how to tell them. I want to wait for a while."

Wesley nodded. His brow was knitted the whole time.

“How are you feeling now? Do you feel any pain?"

"No, I'm feeling fine now. It's no wonder that I never got fat." Her voice was thick with grief.

Wesley closed his eyes to hide the sorrow that was enveloping him.

“Did the doctor say why this happened?"

"Yes. She said that the malignant tumor had transferred slowly from my uterus to my Liver," Blair replied, trying to stick to the script.

“Did I say that right?' she wondered. Wesley already knew that there was something wrong with her uterus. She thought that telling him the cancer was caused due to some problem in her uterus would be more convincing.

Sure enough, Wesley fell silent. He hadn't imagined that a small problem like that could have gotten so serious

The injuries to her hands and feet hadn't healed yet. Now, she had also been told that she had Liver cancer and it was terminal. It was all too much for a young girl to face. Wesley decided that he would be by her side to help her get through this dark phase.

“Wesley, I'll be seeing my parents soon. They must be missing me..