Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Identities Exposed

Late in the night, inside one of the rooms, a woman had gone mad, shouting at everyone in sight.

"I told you I don’t want to be treated! I don’t care if you’ve got the bone marrow. I’m not stepping out of this room!" she yelled, glaring at the doctors and the tall man standing in front of her, who remained unfazed.

"You’ve been saying the same thing every day, and I’ve been listening," the man said calmly. "But you know nothing’s going to change. You can keep repeating it; we don’t mind. Now listen to the doctors and cooperate with the tests. Tomorrow, you have a bone marrow transplant procedure."

"I am not cooperating!" she retorted angrily, taking a step toward him. "Aiden Shaw, stop using my last name and get the hell out of here!"

"Then tell me what last name I should use," he replied calmly.

"You—" Before she could finish, her legs gave out, and she began to collapse. Aiden swiftly caught her in his arms, her weak body barely standing with his support.

"Even your body knows it’s time to stop," Aiden said. "I told you, everything happens the way I want it to. You should be thankful I’m keeping you awake. I could just as easily ask the doctors to keep you sedated until all of this is over, and we’re back." _{freёwebnoѵel.com}

She breathed heavily, clutching at his chest, her trembling hand scratching at his shirt as if wanting to dug out his skin with what little strength she had left. "Why... don’t you let me be?" she whispered hoarsely. "I... hate... you..."

"I know that well. You can rest assured," he replied, lifting her effortlessly and placing her into the wheelchair. Turning to the doctors, he said, "She’s lost all her strength. Just go ahead with what needs to be done. She won’t be able to resist or throw anymore tantrums."

The doctor didn’t know what else to do other than follow Aiden’s orders.

With heavy-lidded eyes, the woman glared at him, her teeth gritted and her fists clenched tightly.

Aiden’s gaze fell on her clenched fists. He knelt in front of her and, one by one, gently pried her fingers open, his touch soft and deliberate, as though her anger didn’t faze him. Her nails had dug into her palms so deeply they had almost drawn blood.

"Making me bleed wasn’t enough? Now you’re hurting yourself as well," he remarked quietly, signaling to the nurse. She quickly brought over a tray with disinfectant and ointment.

Aiden cleaned her wounds with care and said, "You can hurt me and take your anger out on me once you’re better. Until then, take care of yourself. You’ll need your strength if you plan to deal with me later."

The woman averted her gaze and closed her eyes, refusing to look at him. She could only swallow all her anger at this moment.

As he continued to treat her wounds, he added, "The donor went through a great deal of pain to provide you with this bone marrow. It must have hurt them deeply when that thick needle pierced their bone, and the aftermath of the procedure must have been just as painful. The least you could do is respect their sacrifice. They didn’t even know who they were donating it to, yet they endured all that pain for the sake of saving someone’s life."

She didn’t reply, but her anger seemed to subside. Before she could ask about the donor, Aiden stood, finishing with her treatment, and gestured for the doctors and nurses to take her away.