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On December 31st, Gerald's longtime friend from youth accidentally hit me with her car, causing severe hemorrhaging. Due to my blood condition, I couldn't reach out to Gerald for assistance in time. Instead, I mustered all my strength to rescue Alma Barren, a pregnant woman from a wealthy family, from the damaged vehicle and tended to my own injuries quietly. The reason? In my past life, when Gerald arrived, he prioritized saving his childhood friend, Joanne Clooney. He had said, "Eleanor, do you think I'm a fool? Faking a pregnancy to manipulate me? Remember, I'm an ER doctor. Your blood

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He dragged himself to the entrance, sobbing as he pounded, "Miss Barren, I understand everything now. It's entirely my mistake, I misjudged Eleanor. I beg you, allow me to see her one final time. Please ..."


His words continued to spill out, "The agony she must have experienced when the scalpel sliced into her, the torment she must have suffered ..." A loud smack resounded from beyond the door.


Alma looked at me with a mix of emotions, "Eleanor, you ..."


"Sister, Eleanor is no longer with us," I said resolutely. "The instant Gerald opted to rescue Joanne, Eleanor was gone." From that point on, there was no connection between Gerald and myself.


Alma's eyes welled up. "Dear sister, don't dwell on the past, forge ahead bravely, I'll be your protector."


I gave a smile. This Christmas, I wouldn't be spending it on my own.


Chapter 12