My whole family was suddenly diagnosed with myeloid leukemia, which put us all in critical condition, and there was no medicine available.

Jason Finley, my fiance, was the only one who had access to imported drugs.

I thought it was a good thing for us, but I didn't expect that while I was waiting for the life-saving drug, something urgent stopped Jason from meeting me.

I stood at the door of the intensive care unit, completely lost.

Thirteen bodies were sent to the morgue that night.

My parents' situation got worse. I had no choice but to call Jason about the drug. It was his childhood sweetheart who answered me,

"Jason is in the pet hospital. Is there anything wrong?"

I couldn't help but ask,

"I thought he was bringing over the drug. What's he doing there?"

Jason's voice came from the other end of the phone,

"I forgot about that. I'll ask my assistant to bring it over."

But it was too late.

I lost all my family members that night.

"The patients are in a dire situation. Didn't you say two hours ago that the imported drug would be delivered soon? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

The attending doctor's initially anxious face was tinged with a hint of woe.

"Without that drug, there is nothing we can do."

He was telling the truth.

Without that drug, the patients would really die.

There were already thirteen bodies lying in the morgue.

They were my aunts and uncles.

Next, it would be my parents and my siblings.

I was immersed in sorrow, but my dull eyes suddenly became clear. I nodded desperately.

"Okay, okay. The drug will be here soon, very soon!"

Would the drug really be delivered?

I had no idea.

The sole channel manager for imported drugs was my fiancé, Jason.

He was supposed to arrive at the hospital two hours ago but didn't show up.

I couldn't reach Jason on the phone, so I called his assistant.

But I was told that Jason had something urgent to do and couldn't come. He had the drug I needed with him, but no one knew where he was.

So, I called Jason frantically, but no one answered.

Just like that, thirteen families of mine tragically died amid the sharp noises of the hospital machines.

The sad thing was the drug was already in Ashton...

But I didn't have time to be upset because my parents were still in danger.

I held the phone tightly and called Jason over and over again, wishing I could fly to him somehow.

But he still didn't take my calls.

Just when I was about to break down, Erin Waston answered my call.

"Jason is in the pet hospital. Is there anything wrong?"

My heart sank, and I couldn't help but ask,

"I thought he was bringing over the drug. What's he doing there?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then another person's voice came. It was Jason.

He sounded calm, with a hint of impatience,

"I forgot about that. I'll ask my assistant to bring it over."

I listened to him, and my mind went blank.

I had no time to question him,

With a pale face, I almost begged,

"Jason, my parents and my siblings are in a critical condition now. The doctor said they must take the drug now. I hope you can..."

Before I could finish speaking, Jason interrupted me,

"Got it."

For fear that he might forget about it again, I repeated,

"Please be quick, please. Please ask your assistant to come over immediately."

"They can't hold it any longer..."

But Jason only found me annoying.

"Are you done talking? I've already brought back the drug. What else do you want from me? If you say one more word, the drug will be delivered an hour later."

I bit my lips tightly, not daring to make any sound.

"Jason, the dog seems... to be dying."

Erin sounded sad. Jason hurried to embrace her and console her before hanging up the phone.

"No. Let the vet see him first."

I had never heard Jason talk in such a soft voice before.

Jason comforted Erin for a long time, during which the attending doctor came out again to ask if the drug had been delivered.

"Jason, about the drug..."

Before I could finish my words, Jason hung up.

The doctor said the situation was dire and the patients could die at any time.

I couldn't wait anymore and decided to take the drug from Jason myself.

Instead of calling Jason this time, I called his assistant, who hesitated and refused to reveal Jason's whereabouts until I intimidated him as Jason's fiancée. Then, he told me Jason was at a pet hospital.

I knew the pet hospital Jason's assistant mentioned. It was near Erin's place. Jason and Erin often went there.

There was a once-in-a-century rainstorm going on in Ashton.

The street was empty, and I couldn't even get a taxi. But I had no choice but to head to the pet hospital.

An hour later, I arrived there, soaking wet.

The moment Jason saw me, he subconsciously twisted his eyebrows.

"What are you doing here?"

He made it sound like I was committing some kind of crime there.

But I didn't answer his question. My goal was clear.

"Where's the drug?"

Jason was obviously impatient.

"You only care about the drug. Don't you see that Erin's dog is dying?"

"So?" I wasn't following him. "Her pet dog died. What does it have to do with me coming here to get the drug?"

Jason was enraged by my cold attitude.

"How could you be so cold-blooded!"

I found him ridiculous.

Jason was kept from delivering the drug not long ago because of that dog.

As a result, thirteen people died.

I wanted to question him but knew it wasn't the best time.

My parents and my siblings were still waiting for the drug in the hospital.

I suppressed my anger and softened my tone,

"Jason, I'm sorry about the dog, but my parents are still in the hospital and need the drug."

Seeing that my attitude softened, Jason also restrained his anger. He looked up and signaled to his assistant.

Suddenly, Erin cried out,

"Jason, my dog isn't breathing. What should we do? I don't believe he's gonna die. Let's go to another hospital. We may still cure him."

Only then did I see that Erin was holding a dying dog in her arms, and she had several scratches on her face.

I was thinking of asking them to change the hospital quickly, but a sudden phone call changed my mind.

I grabbed the drug, stopped Jason, and begged him,

"Send me first."

Jason pushed my hand away impatiently.

"I've already given you the drug. What else do you want?"

I grabbed his clothes again as he was about to leave.

"Jason, please give me a ride first. The hospital just called and said they are dying and need the drug now."

My family couldn't wait an hour.

I had already lost thirteen family members, and I couldn't bear to lose anymore.

"Jason, my dog doesn't have much time left. We must go to the pet hospital immediately."

Erin held the dog in her arms, looking so worn out that she almost leaned on Jason.

It didn't take long for Jason to decide who he would help between me and Erin.

"I'll take Erin, and my assistant will drive you."

But there was only one car on the road at this time!

If the assistant got the car in the garage and sent me to the hospital, my parents would be dead!

I knelt in front of Jason, giving up all my dignity.

"Jason, please. I really can't lose my parents..."

My constant disobedience displeased Jason.

"I can't even remember how many times your parents have been sent to the intensive care unit. How could their condition suddenly deteriorate? Just stop lying to me."

They had been like that three months ago!

The last time Jason visited my family in the hospital was three months ago. Their condition was also severe at that time, but I didn't want Jason to worry about it and look down on me.

A year ago, my whole family suddenly had myeloid leukemia, and the disease progressed rapidly and was out of control.

The doctor said that this type of leukemia was rare and was the result of malignant clonal proliferation and sudden mutation of ordinary hematopoietic stem cells.

Only a particular foreign drug could ease the pain, but it was strictly controlled.

The only person in charge of the channel was Jason.

Unable to resist my repeated pleas, Jason finally agreed to bring the drug.

He agreed to deliver the drug to the hospital five hours ago, but he broke the promise at the last minute and disappeared.

So, the reason Jason didn't come was that Erin and her dog fell and were injured, and he stayed with them in the pet hospital.

I didn't have time to think how I should feel about that at the moment. I just wanted Jason to take me to the hospital so that my family could be saved.

After Jason finished speaking, he held Erin and walked towards the car.

I rushed to the car, trying to grab the last hope like a crazy woman.

"Jason, take me to the hospital! Otherwise, I will kill myself here!"

But Jason just opened the car window and signaled to the bodyguard with his eyes.

Then, they took me off the driveway in a rough way.

"Jason Finley! Stop! Stop!"

It was useless.

Jason drove off, raindrops splashing all over me.

When I arrived at the hospital in the storm, looking even more embarrassed, I handed the drug to the doctor.

The doctor snarled to me,

"What took you so long? They're dead already. What's the point of having the drug now?!"

So, the cold morgue had four more bodies.

I didn't cry or make a fuss. As a matter of fact, I no longer had the energy to do anything else.

Just setting up seventeen tombstones halfway up the mountain was enough to break my heart.

I stood in the cemetery for a long time and turned to leave. Before I walked far, I suddenly saw Jason. Erin was behind him.

"Jason. Do you think I was the reason why Danny died?"

Erin sounded really sad. She had an urn in her arms.

"How could it be your fault? Don't beat yourself up. The priest said that if we give Danny a solemn funeral, he will have a good life in the next life."

If I hadn't been so familiar with that voice, I would have thought I was hallucinating.

Could a cold-blooded person like Jason also believe in God?

But all that had nothing to do with me anymore.

I tried to avoid them, but Jason had already seen me.

"Why are you here?"

He was clearly questioning me. I knew he thought I was following him.

It was really unexpected for me to meet them in a place like a cemetery. But then I thought about how much they loved that dog the other day. So, it made sense that they wanted to bury the dog in an expensive cemetery.

"I was just in the neighborhood."

I responded indifferently, not wanting to waste time talking to them.

I stood up to leave, but Jason held my hand.

The moment his warm, dry palm touched my hand, I felt like throwing up. So, I immediately shook it off.

"Don't touch me!"

Jason didn't expect me to react so strongly. He was stunned for a moment, frowning.

"Grace Connor! What's your problem?!"

My eyes turned red. As soon as I saw Jason's face, all I could hear was the buzzing sounds of hospital equipment signaling death.

"Go away! I don't wanna see you."

Erin held the urn and said in a self-blaming tone.

"Grace, are you still angry about the other day? Danny and I had in a car accident that day, and it was urgent. So, Jason helped us and failed to deliver the drug to you. Please blame me for it, but don't be angry with him."

What a pretentious woman she was.

I laughed out loud,

"Yes, your minor collision with the electric bike is indeed a car accident. The situation was urgent. In comparison, my entire family of 17 in the intensive care unit was nothing."

"Jason is my fiancé, so it's only natural that I'm angry with him. Who are you? Why are you taking the blame for him?"

"You have no relationship with him, so stop flattering yourself!"

I almost yelled in the end.

Seventeen people died!

And the drug was already in Ashton...

They were almost saved, almost.

If it hadn't been for Erin and her dog, Jason wouldn't have broken his promise.

My family wouldn't have died.

Erin wept, tears streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry, Grace. I didn't want it to become like this."

Seeing Erin so sorrowful, Jason made her stand behind him as usual, as if I had bullied her.

"Grace, do you really have to be so aggressive?"

I sneered,

"Of course not. So I'm leaving."

In the past, I would argue with Jason and tell him how Erin sowed discord between us.

He would say that I was targeting Erin and told me not to be so hostile to the women around him. At that time, I just thought he was just being straight, and I would change him one day.

But now I wanted to give up. I didn't even have the mood to talk to Jason.

I left with no hesitation. Jason looked at my back with a strange expression.

That was the first time I hadn't made a scene before him and Erin.

Jason, for the first time ever, left Erin and chased after me.

"How are you doing lately? Did you bring the drug that day?"

It had been a week since my family passed away. If Jason had contacted me or cared about my family's condition, he wouldn't have asked me that now.

But no, he was still being condescending.

I looked at him and asked in a serious tone,

"Jason, do you really love me?"

Jason looked away and said nothing.

The answer was obvious.

I tried to feel my heart, and there was no sadness.

I understood that I no longer loved Jason.

The ten years I spent around him were all in the past. I could finally calmly tell people about it after getting drunk.

"Let's cancel our engagement, Jason."

Refusing to waste any time on him, I just left with these words.

Jason immediately grabbed my hand, and his tone sounded shocked,

"What did you say?"

Without answering him, I just gave him a cold shoulder.

Jason panicked.

"I'm sorry I ignored you last time. From now on, I will send you to the hospital the minute I get the drug. Just stop making a scene here, okay?"

He probably thought that I was just upset about the last time, so he humbled himself for the first time to coax me.

In the past, even ten days ago, I would have been glad to hear that and even consoled him that I was also wrong to be angry with him.

But at that moment, all my hopes were gone, as were seventeen families of mine.