My Husband Donated My Son's Marrow

Synopsis

Michael Gonzalez, the only son of the Gonzalez family in Robinburg, was diagnosed with acute leukemia. His mother, Isabella Roberts, poured all her money into searching for a matching bone marrow donor. On the first day, the Gonzalez family brought in the best medical team from Ostville and offered a reward of two million dollars, hoping to find someone who could save Michael's On the second day, the reward was raised to ten million dollars, and the Gonzalez family searched every hospital in Robinburg. On the third day, Mason, who never believed in such things, was desperately praying with Isabella for Michael to survive. Everyone said that with the Gonzalez family's connections, finding a matching bone marrow should be easy. But even as Michael was rushed into the emergency room and the critical condition notices kept coming one after another, there was still no hope. Outside the emergency room, Isabella was crying so hard she couldn't even speak. The doctor came out, took off his mask, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. We tried our best." Isabella rushed into the room. Michael was lying on the bed, barely breathing. "Michael, it doesn't hurt anymore. Mommy's here," Isabella said softly. Mason stood behind her, his suit all wrinkled, still clutching the prayer beads he'd gotten from the temple. "Isabella, it's time to let him go." In the end, Michael went silent in Isabella's arms. Even Mason couldn't hold back his tears. He hugged Isabella, telling her he'd done everything he could, that he hadn't even gone to work these past few days, and that he'd begged everyone he could for Michael's sake. Isabella believed him. She believed him so deeply that she couldn't even find it in herself to hate him. Just then, Mason's assistant hurried over and whispered something in his ear. Mason turned and strode out almost immediately. Isabella had never seen him in such a hurry. She gently laid Michael back on the bed, wiped her tears, and followed him out. At the end of the hallway was another operating room. Outside the operating room, Mason was holding Nora, who was crying so hard she could barely stand. "Nora, don't be scared. Anthony's going to be okay." Nora looked up, her voice barely holding together. "Mason, do you think Isabella will hate me if she finds out you gave the matching bone marrow to Anthony?" "No," Mason said, steady as ever. "Michael's the big brother. He should let his little brother have it. Besides, Anthony's all you have now. Isabella and I can always have more kids."