Chapter 672
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They told me they had found a suitable kidney source for my mother, but they didn’t tell me it was your mother’s kidney source.
There was also the strange incident of the transport vehicle breaking down, and even Zackery deliberately asking me to fetch the kidney source. Now it is clear that all of that was clearly a trap.
I really wanted to save my mom, but I never thought about harming your mother.
“Reynaldo, do you trust me?”
“But why did they want to harm you?”
One sentence left me speechless.
Yes, Zackery, and Quentin’s girlfriend, I had no grievances with them, not even any intersection, why did they want to harm me?
At that moment, I thought of Kimberly.
I even suspect that Zackery and Quentin’s girlfriends are both “Kimberly’s people.”
But now I have no evidence, just empty words saying Kimberly is harming me, will Reynaldo believe me?
In his mind, Kimberly was gentle and kind, with no background to speak of How could he believe that Kimberly had the ability to create such a huge trap seamlessly.
If I said it was Kimberly who harmed me, he would definitely think I was trying to frame Kimberly.
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What made me most desperate was the fact that I did take away his mother’s kidney, and that is an unchangeable fact.
I suppressed the pain and despair surging in my heart, and told him, “Reynaldo, you go check Zackery from Ormond Hospital, and Quentin’s girlfriend Kimora, you investigate them, this is a trap, someone is trying. to harm me.”
Reynaldo closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were a deep red, filled with chilling irony and disappointment.
He turned around, picked up a piece of paper from the table, and said coldly to me, “Are you still going to say that your father is also harming you?”
“My dad?”
I took the slip of paper in confusion.
The next second, a sudden chill surged in my heart.
That turned out to be the kidney matching report between my dad and my
mom.
The match rate was as high as 943%.
When did my dad go for the matching? Since the compatibility is so high, why didn’t he tell me?
What did he even want to do by suddenly giving this typing report to Reynaldo?
Terrifying speculations flashed through my mind, sending a chill rushing up from the soles of my feet, leaving me ice–cold all over.
I looked at Reynaldo, trembling, and asked, “What did my dad say to you?”
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Reynaldo looked at me sadly, with a smile full of sorrow and disappointment, “Your father told me himself that he wanted to save your mother. He wanted to donate his kidney to her, but you didn’t agree!”
He said, “You couldn’t bear him missing a kidney, saying you were worried about his health after losing one kidney.”
Oh, your relatives are human beings, their lives are precious, does my mother’s life not matter at all?
“Esmeralda, you were really selfish.”
“Lying, that’s not true at all, he is lying!”
I grabbed his sleeve and said urgently, “Don’t listen to my dad, he’s talking nonsense. He didn’t actually go get tested with my mom, and he didn’t tell me that they were such a good match. Someone must have put him up to this to harm me.”
“Yes, money! He must have done it for money!”
“That’s enough!”
Reynaldo closed his eyes sorrowfully and his tone was extremely disappointed, “That’s your father, you said others harmed you, I can understand, but you said your father harmed you?”