Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 882 Before The Surgery

Meica quickly followed them. Upon seeing Quirina's mangled face when they entered the room, she fainted.

Yousif walked to the bed in the medical room and was stumped when he saw Quirina's damaged face which was covered with blood. She really had been disfigured.

The principal, who had come, explained, "Mr. Cole, we also just found out about the matter, but we dare not deal with it." He was in the dark about what was going on, but ruining someone's face to such an extent was really an extreme method.

The matter probably had something to do with Jepherson.

If anyone was to blame, they could only blame Quirina for being too domineering. After so many incidents, she still had no idea how to restrain herself.

"I don't want this thing to be known to others. I hope you take care of this well," said Yousif as he bent down and picked Quirina up. He turned around and walked towards the door. After finally waking up, Meica was supported by Vann to exit the room.

Then, Quirina was also sent abroad for cosmetic surgery to fix her face.

Raeleigh's plane arrived at the designated location a day later. An exclusive car immediately picked her up after her plane landed. The plastic surgeon was ready and arranged a check-up for her.

"How is it?" Raeleigh asked, not daring to look at Deanna. She felt a little squeamish at the sight of the blood. Zorion stayed with Raeleigh in the examination room, while Scarlette accompanied Deanna outside.

After the few professionals conducted the examination, they turned to look at Zorion, who then asked a few questions.

One of the men, who had blond hair and blue eyes, replied, "We will do our best in repairing her face, and I can guarantee you that the changes won't be noticeable. It's just that the procedure will be a little bit more expensive."

"Money isn't a problem. As long as you can pull off a good job like last time, I will transfer the money into your bank account. I can pay you first." Although Zorion did not have the power to take over the Atkinson family's company, it was not difficult for him to transfer such an amount of money. What's more, Raeleigh was just undergoing a reconstruction surgery for her hand. He did not think it would cost a lot. When Raeleigh heard that the procedure required a lot of money, she stood up from the chair and argued, "Wait a minute. I have something to discuss with my friend." After Raeleigh said that, she walked to Zorion and told him, "I don't need you to do this. I don't have the financial ability to pay you back, and I can't afford to do so either."

"I didn't say that you need to return the money to me. I've already gotten my reward. I think it's quite appropriate for you to use that diary in exchange for your hands," Zorion answered immediately. Raeleigh then lowered her head and looked at the place where her hand had been torn open. She hesitated for a moment before replying, "That diary doesn't belong to me. It belongs to someone else. I don't have the right to do so. If you just take it away from me by force, I would be willing to let go of it. However, if you want me to use my hand in exchange for the diary, I'd rather my hand remain ugly." "Then, you are ruining your own career. The nerves in your hand may be damaged. You know very well how important one's nerves are to a designer. Without them, you will be destined to become a loser." "Even so, I don't want to do such a thing," Raeleigh said as she stared at Zorion, before turning around to walk towards the door. Zorion shouted, "I won't give it back to you even after we leave this place." Raeleigh stopped at the door and thought for a moment. Then, she turned around and answered Zorion, "Since you have made your decision, I've also thought about the consequences of mine. Thank you for bringing me here. You can send me home now."

Raeleigh walked out of the examination room. Scarlette and Deanna, who were waiting anxiously at the door, walked towards her. Deanna was a little surprised to see Raeleigh's hand. She asked, "Why did you come out? Is your hand incurable?"

"The surgery is too expensive. Let's go," Raeleigh pulled Scarlette along with her instead of Deanna.

Deanna turned to look at Zorion, asking, "Zorion, don't you want to save Raeleigh?"

"She's the one giving up, not me," Zorion came out and walked towards Deanna. Deanna turned around and ran to Raeleigh, blocking her way. She insisted, "Raeleigh, don't treat yourself so poorly. My father said that as long as money can solve a problem, the problem doesn't exist at all."

Raeleigh knew that Deanna held good intentions, so she did not think too much into her words. However, she still responded, "I can't afford it."

"You can pay the money back in the future. If you miss this opportunity, you can no longer treat your hand. Even if you don't have the money in the future, you're still young. If you earn a hundred thousand dollars a year, you can pay the full amount back one day. Why are you being so stubborn?" Deanna stopped Raeleigh from leaving. However, Raeleigh looked at her and insisted, "You don't understand. Once I owe someone too much, it will become the death of me."

"Why is that so? If you have the money, you can pay it back to me. If you don't have the money, you can do so once you do. If not, you can find a good, powerful husband who will take good care of you in the future. You can ask him to help you, okay?" Deanna was close to tears, but Raeleigh still did not agree to her pleas immediately.

"Zorion, what should we do?" Deanna's reflex was to look for Zorion for help. He did not refuse her request for help either.

"If you think that money really is more important than your hand, I have nothing to say. However, you can't let Deanna down," Zorion walked behind Raeleigh. She turned around and looked at Zorion, not refuting anything.

The doctor, the man with blond hair and blue eyes, came out of the examination room behind him and he reminded them, "It's best to treat her hand within 24 hours as we can't do anything after that." Zorion and others turned to look at the doctor one after another. After a moment of hesitation, Zorion replied, "I'll decide on this matter. You'll have to undergo the operation to make Deanna happy. By doing so, you won't owe anyone anything. As for the money, you can pay it in installments, or not pay it at all."

After saying so, Zorion bent down and picked Raeleigh up. Stunned, her eyes were fixated on him. Although her hands were bandaged, she instinctively hugged him as his movements were too sudden. "Let's go. Where is the operation room?" Zorion glanced at Raeleigh, who was in a daze in his arms, and looked at the doctors who were standing opposite them.

"Please come with me. We'll get ready right away," The doctors turned around and walked forward. Zorion followed them, Raeleigh still in his arms. She tried to come down from his embrace, but he warned he sharply, "Don't move."

Raeleigh calmed down and fixed her eyes on Zorion who had not finished speaking. She felt that he still had something else to say.

They looked at each other. Although Zorion was only staring at her, Raeleigh immediately understood that he wanted to use the diary to threaten her.

Raeleigh had to give in to him, for she failed to have the ability to change anything.

She insisted, "Put me down. I'll go there by myself." Just as Raeleigh said so, the doctor had already entered the operating room, and a wheelchair was pushed out.

"Please put her here," the doctor reminded them. Zorion bent down and put Raeleigh down. As they got close to each other, Raeleigh could feel Zorion's breath on her face, and her expression immediately shifted.

"I'll go in with you." Before Zorion let go of her, Raeleigh shook her head and rejected his request, "No need. I don't need a whole-body anesthesia. I can be inside alone."

Zorion left, staring at Raeleigh's reddish face with his dark eyes. He said, "I'll come in if anything happens."

Raeleigh said no more. After Zorion left, she was pushed into the operating room.