Avery tapped Layla on the shoulder. "Let's go out!"Layla remained frozen in place and could not hear a word that she was saying, so Avery took her hand and pulled her out of the intensive care ward before helping Layla remove her protective equipment. "Don't cry, Layla. He will get better," Avery said. "This is just temporary. Once he gets the surgery he needs, he won't have to rely on the machines."Layla threw herself into her mother's arms and broke down in tears. "Mom, you have to save him... There's still so much that I need to say to him...""I know." Avery ran her hand down Layla's back. "He has done our family a great favor, and we are all grateful, so we are doing whatever it takes to find a matching donor... Once we find one, Eric will get better.""How can we speed up the process, Mom?" Layla desperately wanted to help, no matter the cost."Layla, I know that you are anxious. So am I, but you don't come across a matching donor with just money. We are already searchin

Ivy was surprised as she did not know that Elliot and Layla were coming home. She held onto her phone and turned to the girl next to her, "I'm sorry! I need to go home now. I will buy you dinner next time!""Go ahead! I'll just have dinner on my own," the girl said."Okay," Ivy said before hurrying out of the canteen."Who were you talking to, Ivy?" Robert overheard Ivy through the phone."A schoolmate. She's not from my class," she said. "Where are you right now, Robert?""I'm almost reaching," Robert said casually. "Have you gotten yourself a new friend?""No. It's quite a coincidence, actually. I asked my lecturer to refer me to a tutor, and he did. It turns out that my new tutor is that girl's aunt," Ivy explained briefly. "She seems nice and doesn't look like the kind of person who would run her mouth."Robert was famous at his university as everyone knew who his family was, so he had never faced similar concerns. He tried his best to stand in Ivy's shoes and said, "Just be

The call was almost immediately answered."Aunty, it's Layla." Though Layla used to call Eric her uncle, she still referred to his mother as 'aunty' because Mrs. Santos was exceptionally youthful and beautiful despite her age.Every time Layla would visit them, she would address Mrs. Santos as 'aunty' and call Eric by his name.If it was any other time, Mrs. Santos would be overjoyed to have received a call from Layla, but since there was no telling if Eric would get the surgery he needed, her heart was heavy with sorrow, and she could not muster her enthusiasm. Mrs. Santos hummed in response, and Layla continued, "Aunty, I'm back in Aryadelle, and I want to pay you a visit tomorrow.Mrs. Santos hesitated before agreeing."I won't keep you from going to sleep, then. See you tomorrow," Layla said before ending the call.Though Mrs. Santos had not accused Layla of anything, Layla was still overwhelmed by guilt.Meanwhile, in Eric's mansion, Mrs. Santos sat by her bed and sobbed

"Layla, I've watched you grow up, and I know that you are a great young woman. This is just an accident, and you only got unlucky. You didn't mean for any of this to happen, so we don't blame you for it. Don't apologize to me. Stay and share lunch with us. I will start cooking now.""I can help," Layla said."It's fine. My husband can help. Just rest. You've just been discharged yourself, haven't you? Have you recovered?""Yeah, or my parents would have never let me out," Layla said. "That's good... If you ended up like Eric, we would be even more devastated," Mrs. Santos said, feeling slightly better. "Why don't you watch some television while you wait?"Layla did not want to watch television and said, "Can I stay in Eric's room for a while?""Sure!" Mrs. Santos said.Eric had brought Layla here before, so she knew exactly which room belonged to him.Layla was the only female apart from Mrs. Santos who had entered Eric's room as he rarely invited any woman over.Since he had

Ivy's heart wavered at Meredith's words, but she knew that she did not qualify for the internship.A professional host must possess the skill and experience that can only be accumulated through trial and error. "I will think about it! I just feel like the recruiter will be dumbfounded by our resumes.""Haha! Believe it or not, over fifty percent of the broadcasting majors will apply for it. As for what the recruiter thinks, that is his own business. It's not like he will be able to remember all the names on the applications. Don't worry." Meredith said. "You are the one who needs to be in control of your own fate. That's what my aunt tells me. My aunt got the internship despite being a year one student because of her beauty, communication skills, and her guts. Apart from those, she did not have any sort of experience. Apart from that, she wasn't an expert in any way... of course, there weren't that many people taking this major back then."Ivy's heart fluttered at her words."I h