Ynda''s blood type was rare, making it difficult to find a suitable kidney. Besides, with the Rogers family gone, there was no one left to help them.


    Ynda was admitted to the hospital in the morning, but Vincent didn''t arrive until that evening.


    "Vincent." Upon seeing her husband, Mrs. Walker threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.


    "Don''t cry just yet. What exactly happened?" Vincent asked, frowning.


    "It''s Ynda... there''s something wrong with her kidneys. The doctor said her renal function is declining... there''s... there might be... renal necrosis..." Mrs. Walker was crying so hard she could barely get the words out.


    Vincent''s expression darkened as he listened. He patted Mrs. Walker''s back, trying tofort her. "It''s just a decline in kidney function. It can be treated slowly. Don''t scare yourself."


    Losing herposure in a flood of tears, Mrs. Walker blurted out, "But thest time, it started with declining kidney function, and before long, her kidney failedpletely. We were lucky Flora was a match then. If her kidney fails again this time, whose are we going to use...?"


    "Shut up! This is a hospital! What are you babbling about?" Vincent cut her off harshly before she could finish.


    This wasn''t the Rogers family''s hospital, not a ce where they could control everything. If anyone overheard such words, it would mean big trouble.


    Mrs. Walker knew she had spoken out of turn and wisely fell silent, though tears continued to stream down her face.


    Her crying grated on Vincent''s nerves, but he patiently tried to console her. "Don''t worry too much. I''ll find the best specialists in the country. I''m sure they can treat Ynda. It won''t get so bad that she needs a transnt. You''re worrying for nothing."


    Mrs. Walker nodded. She also hoped Ynda''s condition could be cured. Otherwise, where would they find another kidney?


    Because Ynda was hospitalized, Vincent made a rare decision to stay and keep his wife and daughter Company However, he receive call in the middle of the night, and after throwing on his clothes, he prepared to leave in a hurry.


    "Where are you going sote?" Mrs. Walker asked, puzzled.


    "Something came up at work," Vincent replied dismissively, turning to leave.


    Work, in the middle of the night? As foolish as Mrs. Walker could be, she wasn''t buying that.


    "You''re going to see that hussy and


    her bastard child, aren''t you!" Mrs.


    Walker exploded, shouting at Vincent Ynda is lying in,


    hospital bed, and you''re still thinking about your woman and illegitimate son on the outside!"


    "Keep your voice down, you''ll wake Ynda," Vincent said impatiently.


    "Do you even care if Ynda lives or dies! That tramp gave you a son, so you don''t want Ynda anymore, is that it You promised me you''d send


    them out of the country," Mrs. Walker continued to press him.


    "April Martinez and her son were stopped by customs! They''ve been forbidden from leaving the country!" Vincent said angrily.


    Mrs. Walker was stunned into silence. "How could they be forbidden from leaving? Does it have anything to do with us?"


    "You''d better hope it has nothing to do with us," Vincent threw back at her before grabbing his coat and storming out of the hospital.


    Barred from leaving the country, April had returned to her apartment.


    This time, April had left with no intention of evering back. The apartment had been cleared out, and the furniture was covered in dust sheets.