You Are My Mr Right

“Perform CPR,” Freya forced herself to remain calm.

“It’s no use,” Sivin Peters knew from the start that this surgery had little hope. He deliberately called Freya back with his own agenda.

“Who said it’s no use? We haven’t tried yet!” Freya scolded angrily. Not only did she refuse to listen, but she also pressed down forcefully on the lower third of Joan Lowe’s sternum.

One press after another…

This kind of emergency rescue was the most exhausting. Soon, Freya was drenched in sweat. Beads of sweat the size of beans fell from her forehead onto Joan Lowe’s face.

“We must save her, she can’t die, absolutely can’t!” Freya didn’t give up, holding onto her belief.

The heart rate on the monitor showed no response. She used the defibrillator, shocking Joan Lowe’s body, which fell heavily.

There was still no response.

“There are no signs of life.”

Someone said, and Freya exploded in an instant. “Who said that?!!”

She must save this person, no matter what. She must save her! At this moment, this was the only thought in her mind. Because she knew that Joan Lowe was the only family for Elijah in the world, and she was important to Elijah.

Joan Lowe’s body rose and fell under the defibrillator, but there was no sign of life returning. Sivin Peters stopped Freya’s futile actions. “You’ve been resuscitating for half an hour. Even if you continue for another half, the result will be the same…”

Freya stared at Sivin Peters with red eyes, “Why is it like this? Why?!”

Sivin Peters dared not look into Freya’s eyes and averted his gaze. He asked everyone else to leave. The ones undergoing surgery today were all Sivin Peters’ people. He had trained many doctors. Finding a few trustworthy ones was not a problem at all.

“Freya.” Sivin organized his words, “I have something to tell you.”

Freya seemed to be unable to hear, standing straight in front of the operating table, looking at Joan Lowe, who no longer showed any signs of life. Her world seemed to be trapped in an ice cellar, it was cold and dark all around. She couldn’t hear anything. Her mind went blank, until Sivin Peters yelled at her, “The patient is already dead. Whether you want to admit it or not, it’s no use!”

Freya stiffly turned around and looked at Sivin Peters, “You knew from the beginning that this surgery had no chance of success…”

“Yes.” Sivin Peters did not deny it.

Freya’s eyes turned bloodshot, veins gathering in the middle, “Why didn’t you transfer her to another hospital in time? Maybe there was still a chance…”

“It wouldn’t have worked. The situation was too critical at that time, she went into shock by the time she arrived at the hospital.” Sivin Peters closed his eyes. This was not something he wanted to see or expected to happen.

“I want to ask you for one thing.” Sivin Peters knew that this was a difficult request for a strong person like her. He called Freya over for this moment.

“I want you to announce that you performed this surgery.”

Freya froze. In her impression, Sivin Peters would never do such a thing. In an instant, Freya felt like she had admired the wrong person.

“I know that after I say this, you will definitely look down on me, despise me…” Sivin Peters sighed, “But if it weren’t for you, not to mention me, Eric Lowe would have had a bad ending.”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Freya’s throat was hoarse, and she coldly curled her lips, “If I say that I performed the surgery, will Elijah let Eric go? You probably don’t understand Elijah.”

Sivin Peters spoke softly, “As a person from Urbora City, how could I not have heard about Elijah’s way of doing things? It’s precisely because I know that I wanted you to take the blame.”

At this moment, Freya was speechless.

“So, you knew that we couldn’t save her, but you called me here just to make me the scapegoat?”

“Yes.” Sivin looked at her, “I know this request is unreasonable, and I’m sorry, but I have no other choice. This is the only way I can save Eric Lowe. He genuinely loves Joan Nash. Over a decade ago, when Joan Nash was critically injured and on the verge of death, Eric Lowe knelt in front of me, hoping that I could save her. At that time, Joan Nash was really badly injured and needed a kidney transplant. Without hesitation, Eric offered his own kidney to her, and miraculously, his kidney matched with hers. It can be said that Joan Nash is still alive today because of Eric. I don’t want him to suffer Elijah’s revenge because of this. If Joan Nash hadn’t died, perhaps everything still had room for reversal. But now Joan Nash is dead. Elijah will definitely blame Eric for all of this because it was Eric who made Joan Nash forget the past. Joan Nash also died because of the interference chip in her brain. But you’re different. You’re Elijah’s wife. If you say it was a surgical error on your part, at least it will let Elijah know that Joan Nash didn’t die because of the chip. You’re his wife, at least he won’t exterminate you.”