Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 251 The Grand Finale 1

However, over there, Alyssa's indifferent voice soon came through. "What's up?"

Ashton's heart sank for a moment, but he quickly responded, "Alyssa, could I ask you to come to the hospital for a bit? I'd like to have a few words with you."

Without any hesitation, they simply and decisively replied, "I don't have time."

Ashton felt a sour sensation in his throat, and deep down, he knew that the chances of Alyssa coming over to glance at him again were quite slim.

But he couldn't help but speak up again, "I'm planning to go abroad, don't worry, I just want to chat with you for a bit, it won't take up much of your time. There's something I wanted to tell you."

Alyssa's tone was still cold and distant, "I told you, I don't have time. My mom and I don't have anything to say to you, and you don't need to tell us anything either."

Ashton had no choice, sensing that the other side might hang up the phone soon.

His voice was a bit anxious. "Alright, I do have something to discuss, so I'll just say it over the phone. I've arranged for Deborah to be admitted to a hospital abroad.

The doctor has already made arrangements with the donor, and they can perform a uterus transplant for her. I'll send you the information from them. Can you... try to persuade her? Having a child together might make things better for the two of them."

Gerald was such a child like Joseph.

Chandler had passed away, and Jane had also left the Black family.

Although currently, Joseph has had a falling out with the Black family.

But after all, they are family, and you never know when they might come together again.

When the time comes, the Black family will be prosperous and influential, along with the Black Group, and Joseph's Jingron.

Although Joseph didn't say it out loud, deep down, he probably still hoped to have a child.

Over there, Alyssa remained silent, not making a sound.

Ashton waited, waiting for her to speak.

But after waiting for a short while, the call was abruptly disconnected.

Ashton sighed, realizing that he had been too wishful in his thinking.

Actually, he just wanted to see Alyssa one more time. As for the well-connected

hospital, he could simply send the information to Deborah and Alyssa.

Ashton edited the text message, sending the hospital's information and relevant contact details to Alyssa's phone.

Deborah was unreachable. He had been blocked on all of her contact methods.

The message was sent, and as expected, there was no response.

Ashton called Jeff in to discuss the preparations for going abroad.

Since the decision has been made, there's no need to linger any longer.

Half an hour later, Alyssa appeared at the door of the hospital room.

Jeff looked at her with some disbelief, for a moment thinking he must be experiencing

an illusion.

However, he quickly regained his composure and immediately left the ward, leaving the space for Alyssa and Ashton.

Ashton sat on the hospital bed, watching as Alyssa approached the bedside with a blank

expression on her face.

In a moment of panic, he began to speak incoherently, "Alyssa's here, sit, sit down quickly, I just have a few words to say."

Alyssa sat down by the sickbed, not looking at him, but gazing out the window.

"Get to the point, I have things to do and no time to stay here."

Ashton nodded, "Alright. Alyssa, I just wanted to tell you that I've carefully researched the hospitals abroad, and they're excellent in every aspect. I suggest your mom goes there for a uterus transplant..."

Alyssa interrupted him, "You've already said all this. If you just want to repeat yourself,

then I'll leave now."

Ashton's voice choked up, "Oh, I forgot, I already mentioned that, didn't I? There's one

more thing, these are some documents related to the Mullen Group's shares and such. I hope you can accept them.

I'm planning to go abroad and don't really want to manage the company anymore.

want to take a good break. I hope to hand over the Mullen Group to you, as most of the

paperwork is already done.

Don't worry, Jeff will take care of the company affairs for now. He's a trustworthy

person with no ulterior motives."

Alyssa finally looked at him, her eyes filled with hatred.

"What do

you mean? Do you really think that at this point, my mom and I still care

about your stuff?"

Ashton couldn't bear to look at her. "I know you guys don't lack anything. I don't have

much to offer either, just this little bit of money. Right now, besides you, I have no relatives or friends to turn to. No one else can take care of these things.

I thought of giving this to you, perhaps... perhaps it could be of use to you when the time. comes. Maybe in the future... even if you decide to donate it or sell it, that would be fine.

too."

He had hardly ever treated Alyssa kindly before, and didn't deserve to be called a father, nor did he deserve to worry about whether Joseph would treat her well in the future.

Why should she worry about her stepfather treating her poorly one day, when her biological father never treated her well in the first place?

However, he still couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

In the days to come, life would still be so long, with so many years ahead, he was afraid he might not be able to see it all.

Unable to see, it's impossible to be completely at ease.

So, the idea was to leave her with some assets by her side, so that even if the worst outcome were to happen, Alyssa would have enough resources and confidence to live without being wronged and to have a good life.

With Jeff's help in managing things, there won't be any major issues for the Mullen

Group.

I want to leave something for them, so they won't have to suffer like that again.

It was just like when he was going through the divorce process with Deborah, leaving her those two houses worth over 150 million dollars, hoping that one day, if something were to happen, she could make use of them..

Ashton couldn't help but find himself quite amusing.

Up until now, she and her daughter have had plenty of people to protect them.

No need for him to worry, but he started to make unnecessary efforts and became

uneasy.

Alyssa swept the files he handed her onto the floor in one swift motion.

She suddenly stood up, glaring at him fiercely, "I don't need it! Do whatever you want, but don't come looking for us again!"

Ashton looked at the scattered papers on the ground, then turned his gaze to Alyssa.

She went straight out.

Jeff came in and carefully picked up the documents.

Ashton looked toward the door for a moment before finally speaking, "You handle it for me, I'm tired and don't want to worry about it anymore. When she needs it in the future, you can give it to her."

Jeff was at a loss for words.

Alyssa walked out of the ward, strolled down the corridor, and then entered the elevator.

The elevator doors closed, shutting out everything from the outside world.

In the elevator, she was all alone. She gazed at the wall, where her reflection stared back at her.

Her eyes turned red, and a layer of moisture welled up at the bottom of her eyes.

Suddenly, a faint choking sound came from the throat.

She didn't want it to be like this. Raising her hand, she firmly covered her mouth with her palm.

But the sound grew louder and louder, seeping through the gaps between her fingers, causing her body to tremble.

That night, Ashton left the country, and Alyssa never saw him again. It was said that he

never returned.

Deborah searched everywhere, contacting hospitals and donors, but she was unable to successfully find an opportunity for a uterus transplant.

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Joseph comforted her, saying it was okay, he didn't mind, and he didn't need children.

With Alyssa, it's enough.

But Deborah was unwilling to accept this, not wanting to feel indebted to him in such a way, and she couldn't help but feel unsatisfied.

In the end, they went to the hospital that Ashton had arranged.

The uterus transplant went smoothly, and six months later, she became pregnant with

a child.

The day they found out she was pregnant, Joseph was so overjoyed that he hugged her

and couldn't help but shed tears.

The Moxley family was overjoyed and cherished Deborah even more.

Throughout Moxley Manor, thick carpets were laid out everywhere.

Particularly, Deborah's bedroom was moved to the first floor, out of fear that climbing stairs might risk a miscarriage. Deborah was pampered by the Moxley family and Joseph, and it seemed that her own body had become delicate as well. During the first three months of her pregnancy, she experienced severe morning sickness and couldn't eat anything. Norman, a surgeon, took a leave of absence to become a full-time gynecologist for the

sake of his sister.

Due to malnutrition, Deborah was admitted to the hospital to prevent a miscarriage.

Norman stayed in the hospital room, taking care of her meticulously and attending to

every detail.

After all, he is a doctor, so he is more professional in many matters.

As for medical knowledge in gynecology, I have also learned a lot from the gynecologists in the same hospital.

Alyssa saw Ashton again the day after Deborah was hospitalized to prevent a

miscarriage.

The season was now deep into autumn, and the sunlight that day was particularly

splendid.

Alyssa accompanied Deborah as they basked in the sun on the grassy area outside the

hospital.

Deborah sat comfortably on the bench, and noticed that not far away, there were hospital cafeteria staff selling small donuts and other snacks.

Alyssa knew she loved to eat, so she ran over to buy her a serving.

When I came back with the stuff, I saw Ashton, whom I hadn't seen in a long time, standing next to Deborah.

Deborah leaned against the bench, her eyes closed as she slept.

During her early pregnancy, she often had trouble sleeping at night. Now, basking comfortably in the sun, she quickly became drowsy and drifted off into a deep slumber.

Ashton sat in his wheelchair, probably thinking that Deborah was someone who had

come out to sunbathe.

He cautiously approached her and stayed by her side for a while. Seeing that she didn't move, he realized she was truly asleep.

He gently extended his hand, tracing the contours of her face, eyebrows, eyes, features with his fingertips, as if meticulously sketching a beautiful painting.

and

His hand didn't touch her, yet it felt as if he had caressed every part of her eyebrows and

eyes.

In that instant, Alyssa turned her back and looked elsewhere.

By the time she turned around again, Ashton's figure had already disappeared.

Years later, when Alyssa thought back to that scene, it felt so surreal that it seemed like nothing more than an illusion of her own making.

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