Chapter 755 Is She Sick?
Saskia shook her head, looking exhausted. "I'm just really tired right now," she said.
"Then go back to sleep. Seeing you're okay makes me feel better," Azalea replied, getting up to leave so she wouldn't disturb her any further.
Azalea headed downstairs to whip up some breakfast and set it on the dining table, calling Nathaniel over to eat.
Nathaniel had been a huge help, so Azalea naturally wanted to do her part.
After breakfast, Nathaniel left for work, and Azalea plopped down on the couch to watch some TV.
Saskia snoozed until she woke up on her own. Realizing the time, she hurried to get ready and called out, "Azalea, I overslept! I need to get to the hospital."
"Wait, I already made breakfast for you. Take it with you and eat it on the way. Skipping breakfast will hurt your stomach, and you have a history of stomach issues," Azalea said, rushing to the kitchen to grab the packed breakfast.
She added, "I made enough for two, one for you and one for Benjamin."
"Thanks," Saskia said, taking the breakfast without meeting Azalea's eyes.
She quickly left the house, breathing in the fresh air outside.
If only Nathaniel would have a change of heart and let her go.
Though Saskia knew that was impossible.
It was already late, and a bus had just passed by. If she waited for the next one, it would be at least another twenty minutes.
However, Benjamin was alone in the hospital room, and he must be getting anxious.
Saskia bit her lip as she hailed a cab to the hospital. After paying the fare, she realized she had only a few dollars left—barely enough to buy Benjamin a nutritious meal.
To make matters worse, a nurse came into the room with a bill, urging her to pay the medical fees. "Ms. Fuller, Benjamin's medical fees have run out. You still owe the hospital five hundred dollars. Please settle it by the end of today."
"Can you give me a few more days?" Saskia pleaded.
Since Benjamin fell ill, Saskia had been navigating the hospital alone. Occasionally, Azalea would visit, but Benjamin's father was nowhere to be found, as if he had disappeared completely.
The nurse sympathized with the struggling single mother. She replied, "I'm really sorry, Ms. Fuller, but these are the hospital's rules. I can't change them. According to regulations, if you don't pay by the end of today, Benjamin will have to be discharged. Please try to find a way to cover at least the overdue amount."
"I understand. Thank you," Saskia said, not wanting to make things difficult for the nurse.
She only blamed herself for being useless.
Why, at her age, was she still grappling with just five hundred dollars?
"Mom," a sweet, childlike voice called from behind her.
Saskia quickly went to comfort Benjamin. "Benjamin, be a good boy and eat your breakfast. I'll figure out the money," she reassured him.
"No," Benjamin said, putting down his bread.
He shook his head seriously and continued, "I want to be discharged. The medicine tastes awful, and the injections hurt. I don't want to be treated anymore."
"But what will we do if you don't get treatment? Benjamin, you're all I have. I can't lose you," Saskia said, looking at him with deep pain in her heart.
Benjamin was her only reason to keep going.
If it weren't for him, Saskia might have chosen to end her life long ago.
"Mom, you could have another healthy child. A healthy child wouldn't require so much care or money, and you wouldn't be so exhausted," Benjamin said, holding her hand.His small face was filled with guilt. "It's all my fault. I'm the one who made you suffer."
If it weren't for him, Saskia wouldn't have to spend so much money!
"No, you're a blessing from above, my most precious treasure. You've never been a burden to me," Saskia said, wrapping her arms around Benjamin tightly. Despite all the hardships, she never regretted having Benjamin.
He had brought her immense emotional richness.
"Mom, what about the medical bills? I don't want to see you so worn out," Benjamin said, looking up at her with concern.
Benjamin might not understand everything, but he could see from Saskia's state that money was hard to come by. Otherwise, why would she be so stressed?
Saskia was silent for a moment.
Even if she worked multiple part-time jobs, it would take at least two days to gather five hundred dollars, and the hospital wouldn't give her that much time.
Plus, new medical fees would accumulate over those two days. She couldn't earn money faster than the bills piled up.
Unless she used that bank card, which had over two hundred thousand dollars—enough for Benjamin to stay in the hospital for a long time. However, the money belonged to Nathaniel.
If she used it, would Nathaniel make things difficult for her?
Saskia didn't know.
But she made up her mind. She would deal with whatever came later. Now, she needed to pay the medical fees. Nathaniel could make things difficult for her later if he wanted.
"It's okay, baby. I have money. I was late today because I went to the bank. I'll go pay the fees now," Saskia said, standing up.
Benjamin's eyes widened in confusion. "Mom, where did you get the money?"
"Azalea lent it to me. Don't worry about the medical fees. Just focus on cooperating with the doctors," Saskia reassured Benjamin before heading downstairs to the payment office.
She transferred all the money from the bank card into the hospital account.
Meanwhile, Nathaniel was in a meeting when his phone buzzed with a bank notification. He opened it to see that the two hundred thousand dollars from the card he had given Azalea had been withdrawn, and the recipient was a hospital.
Azalea had mentioned lending the card to Saskia, so was Saskia the one who was sick?
What kind of illness required so much money?
Nathaniel panicked. He couldn't focus on the meeting anymore and stood up abruptly.
Everyone turned to look at him at that moment.
"Meeting's canceled," Nathaniel said, rushing out.
Once outside the conference room, he made a call. "Marshall, I have a friend in the hospital. It's urgent. Can you clear the way for me?"
He had finally found Saskia, and he couldn't let her just die like that.
At the hospital, Saskia finished paying and took the receipt upstairs. In the elevator, she ran into her childhood neighbor, Marlon Rojas.
He was much thinner and more handsome than he had been as a child, and his well-fitted suit made him look like a successful businessman.
Saskia greeted him briefly and then looked down, not wanting to engage in conversation.
But Marlon wanted to catch up. "It's been so many years. You've changed a lot since we were kids."
"So have you. You've gotten better, and I've gotten worse." Before Saskia could say more, the elevator doors opened, and she hurried out.
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