Chapter 0089

Ximena/Angela’s POV

I broke down in tears, wailing. None of the women’s HLAs matched Tristan’s. What do I do? Where should I go from here? I can’t let my baby die. “God, please help me.”

“What happened, ma’am?” Rita rushed over.

“None of them matched, Rita. I’m losing my child,” I sobbed, feeling my heart pounding in my chest.

“Don’t say that, ma’am. Nothing will happen to Tristan. I truly believe it,” she tried to comfort me, but her words couldn’t reach me.

“Call any advertising agency. Tell them to find donors for me. Nothing must happen to Tristan, please.”

“I will do that, but please stop crying. Remember the story you told me about Tristan’s birth? You said you had a terrible accident while pregnant with him, one that almost took your life. But nothing happened to the pregnancy. It was a miracle, ma’am. God saved Tristan back then, not to take him away now at five years old, but for him to grow into a great man. This is jus