Susie looked strangely at the aunt named William, feeling that her behavior was very peculiar.

Clara stood by and said, "Oh, it's William..."

Susie asked quietly, "Mom, is she your friend?"

Clara recalled and said, "She should be considered a fellow patient!"

"I used to go to the garden for a walk when I could get out of bed during my treatment at the hospital. It was then that I met William. During our small talk, I learned that she also had leukemia. She looked very sad and said she was ready to give up because there was no cure. I asked her why she was giving up and encouraged her not to lose hope. She said her family had sold their car and house to pay for her treatment. They were just ordinary people from a small town, and the illness had wiped out all their savings."

Clara sympathized with her and when William was about to give up treatment and leave the hospital, Clara's father squatted beside her without a word, and her mother silently wiped away tears.

Clara was soft-hearted and paid for their treatment that time.

"The second time I saw her was a month later, after her last treatment ended and she returned home, but then it was time for chemotherapy again."

William said that she didn't want to come for treatment anymore, but her father had sold his blood for money to pay for her treatment, and her mother begged her on her knees...

After telling her story, William looked at Clara with envy and said that she lived in a VIP ward, enjoyed the best medical resources, and never worried about money.

However, William was different. She was ready to die at any time, even thinking of jumping off a building to relieve her parents.

"I felt sorry for their family, and we slowly became friends. Later on, I paid for all of her hospitalization fees each time."

After all, money was not an issue for Clara at that time.

She was not a saint, but she saw the same despair in William and selfishly hoped that if someone else could get better, she too could have a little more hope.

Susie realized, "Oh, that's how it is."

"The last time should have been when I couldn't even get up lying down, she came up to the VIP level by herself, found me, and cried while saying goodbye to me."

"I asked her what was wrong, and she said she found a suitable bone marrow match, but the whole bone marrow transplant and chemotherapy cost several million, which our family couldn't afford."

"Why is God so cruel? He gave us hope but let us despair time and time again. I'd rather not have heard this news at all..." This was what William said at that time.

Clara was also waiting for a suitable match and knew too well the feeling of waiting for a glimmer of hope in despair.

How many terminal cancer patients with leukemia have died waiting for a match?

And now she was going to be one of them...

A dying person speaks with sincerity. Clara had no other thoughts, only hoping that one more person could survive.

She begged her friend Martin to help.

Clara looked at William in front of her. She seemed to have recovered, but she was slightly different from the person in her memory.

Perhaps becoming a ghost made things clearer?

Martin lowered his eyes slightly and said, "No need. Just live your life well."

He had almost forgotten about this matter. The reason he gave William money in the first place was just to do good deeds and hoped that his little sister could get a suitable match soon.

But William persisted and clung to his clothes, stuttering, "Martin, Martin... please... I'm really grateful to you. I'm willing to do anything for you... really, I'm very grateful that God let me meet Clara as a friend. Now that I'm better, but Clara..."

She said as tears filled her eyes, and pleaded, "So I just want to do what I can. I feel uneasy if I don't repay your kindness. "

Mrs. Alana stood up and said lightly, "How do you want to repay us? Do you want to be half of my daughter and replace Clara?"

The Murray family had given her money for treatment, but she still wanted to be a part of the Murray family?

William suddenly became panicked and knelt down with a thud, "No, no, Mrs. Alana, you've misunderstood. I've never had such thoughts before!"

"I just want to be filial to you on behalf of Clara, take care of you. I just want, even if you agree to let me work as a maid in the Murray family... I'll do whatever it takes to repay you!"

"Please..."

William was extremely humble, begging constantly.

Suddenly, Susie interrupted, "Auntie, are you trying to take care of my Grandma Chloe, or my Uncle Martin?"

"Why do you always sneakily look at my Uncle Martin?"

William hung her head, occasionally glancing over towards Martin.

The adults couldn't see because they were taller, but she was a child and saw it as soon as she lifted her head.

This woman's eyes were not honest at all.

Mrs. Alana was speechless, if she only wanted to be a daughter of the Murray family, that would be one thing, but to also covet her son?

What are you thinking about?!

William stiffened and quickly denied, "No, I, I didn't...I just didn't want to upset Martin..."

Susie kindly reminded her, "But in our family, Grandma Chloe is the boss!"

Everyone remained silent.

William remained silent.

She anxiously bit her lip, "Ah...I'm sorry, it was my mistake...I'm from a small place and don't understand these rules, I'm embarrassed."

She knelt down and kowtowed, "Madam, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Mrs. Alana was very speechless and stepped aside. It's already this day and age, why kneel down and kowtow so easily...

It made it seem like they were bullying her.

She regretted it, in the past, everyone's attention was on Clara, and whenever William came to look for Clara, it was always when they weren't there.

Mrs. Alana didn't even know she was like this. If she had known, she definitely wouldn't have agreed to let her come and visit.

"William, you can get up first and talk while sitting." Mrs. Alana said, looking towards Uncle Colt, signaling for him to quickly see the guest off.

William shook her head, "No, I, I won't sit. My clothes are dirty and old, I don't want to spoil the sofa..."

After speaking, Envy looked around carefully and whispered, "So this is what Clara's house is like... it seems like what they show on TV, I've never seen it before... unlike my house... my house is small and dirty..."

Mrs. Alana, "... " She just said that casually!

Suddenly, Susie spoke up, "Auntie, is your family very unhygienic? Why don't you wash your clothes when they're dirty and wear them out? Why is your house dirty but not cleaned?"

William, "... "

Susie continued, "Have you not washed your clothes for ten days? Why can you dirty the sofa just by sitting on it?"

William remained silent.

Susie suddenly realized, "I know, your family doesn't have the habit of bathing or washing clothes, right? Let me tell you, that's not a good habit! You'll get lice on your head! You should change your habits..."

William remained silent.

The others held back their laughter. Kids really do ask whatever comes to their minds. It's so good to be a kid!

Uncle Colt smiled slightly, "Miss Bei, dogs don't care about poverty, and children don't care about their mothers' appearance. Family background is not something that can be compared. Our old woman and I have something to do outside, so I'll take you back first!"

William suddenly looked uneasy, biting her lip, her small face turning pale. "I... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come, I disturbed you, I'm so sorry..."

After speaking, her eyes were teary, her eyelashes slightly lifted, looking at Martin with tearful eyes, like a frightened little rabbit quickly lowering her head.

"Martin, Martin, I'm sorry for making you all dislike me..."

Mrs. Alana listened to her constant apologies, while also belittling herself, feeling really tired of it all.

This kind of person should just be sent away directly!

If William can step into the Murray family in the future, it would be considered a win for her!

William lowered her head, twisting her clothes tightly, almost wringing them to pieces.

According to normal logic, others would politely say, "How could that be? We don't dislike you," and then to show that they really don't dislike her, they would ask her to stay and sit for a while...