Buying My Forever Wife novel Chapter 149

Since Ivy couldn't go back to work at Metropolitan General, she spent her time at the hospital keeping her sister company instead.

Looking at Gemma's increasingly frail body, her completely shaved head, and her pale, bloodless face left a deeply agonizing ache in Ivy's heart.

But there was nothing they could do. This kind of illness required endless rounds of chemotherapy just to keep her stable.

And if that ultimately wasn't enough, they would have to resort to a stem cell transplant.

The thought of that procedure costing close to half a million dollars was terrifying.

Ivy felt the sheer weight of the pressure bearing down on her shoulders like a mountain, nearly crushing the breath from her lungs.

Gemma, however, was displaying an incredibly optimistic attitude.

Every time she saw her older sister walk in, her face would light up with a radiant smile.

"Ivy," she told her, "I submitted a novel manuscript to a publisher. I'm just waiting to hear back these next couple of days. If it gets picked up, I'll have an advance, and you won't have to work yourself to the bone anymore."

Ivy reached out and hugged her tightly, offering gentle comfort.

"If you aren't feeling well, you just need to rest. Don't exhaust yourself trying to think so much."

"I'm perfectly fine. It's only really miserable when the chemo is actively dripping."

Gemma flashed a soft smile, though her voice sounded noticeably weak.

"I'm just sitting around doing nothing anyway. If I can write a novel and make some money, it'll take a little bit of the burden off your shoulders."

She hadn't even finished high school yet, and without a diploma, she was still technically a minor.

There was absolutely no way she could go out and find a real job to make money.

Writing webnovels online to see if she could scrape together some cash was her only real option.

Gemma knew how brutally difficult life was for Ivy. Not only did she have to cover living expenses for their middle sister, but she had also recently handed over tens of thousands to their mother.

No matter how rich the husband she married might be, his wealth couldn't possibly withstand being drained by their family like this forever.

Her heart ached for her sister, and she desperately wanted to shoulder at least a fraction of the pressure.

Ivy's eyes turned red, and a heavy lump formed in her throat.

Her little sister was so incredibly thoughtful. No matter how exhausting or grueling it got, she swore she would make sure her sister survived.

Gemma was still so young; she still had the absolute best years of her life ahead of her.

She absolutely refused to let her sister pass away before her.

"Ivy, I'm kind of craving your homemade dumplings. Next time you come visit, could you bring me some?"

Gemma suddenly remembered that the doctors were coming in shortly to start her next round of chemotherapy. She refused to let her sister witness the sheer agony she was about to endure.

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