All Chapters of Unveiling the True Match: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Yaslyn was abandoned in a sterile, clinical landscape—the hospital.Many things at work were out of reach. Xoan had appointed Yollanda to take over all her tasks. A bitter smile crept across her lips when she heard about the work delegation. Was it not sidelining her to groom Yollanda for the spotlight?Tired of such thoughts, Yaslyn surrendered to the hospital's cold embrace, accepting it as a convalescent retreat.When Steven heard about Yaslyn’s illness and hospitalization, he instructed his five sons to rotate through caretaking duties until her release. Even Sophie, who had oscillated between friend and frenemy, agreed and began fussing over Yaslyn like a doting mother hen.Her first caregiver was Xoan. The moment Yaslyn set eyes on him, her mood darkened as if the very light of the room absorbed her irritation. She could not even bestow the simplest of social niceties upon him—a glance."Mr. Xoan Warren, you're a busy man. No need to waste your precious time in this hospital

When Xoan walked into the hospital room to visit Yaslyn, he found the bed empty but still warm.Yaslyn was missing.Xoan was confused. Yaslyn could not be discharged yet, so why was the room vacant? Had she gone to the restroom?Xoan frowned and waited another half an hour, but there was still no sign of Yaslyn. He suddenly felt a sense of impending doom. He called Yerick, instructing him to scour the hospital's security camera for clues.Yerick's heart sank. He still needed Yaslyn for a sham marriage to fulfill his plans. If something unexpected happens to Yaslyn, his whole plan would be ruined.After hastily reviewing the security camera, he noticed two suspicious individuals dragging a suitcase. Their eyes darted nervously as they rushed out of the frame.Yerick sent a screenshot to Xoan."These two are the most suspicious figures in the last three hours of footage. I think they crammed Yaslyn into this suitcase.""How long ago was this?" Xoan asked."About an hour ago. U

Yaslyn had not expected Henry to go to such lengths for her, and it tugged at her heartstrings. She had always thought that Henry's feelings for her were merely those of adoration—not genuine affection. She started to have doubts upon seeing him there."Henry, get up. You can go. I'll be fine on my own."Henry shook his head, feeling fists raining down on his back like hailstones. "How could I leave you alone? I have to stay with you. I won't abandon you."Zaylee got up and glared at Henry, teeth grinding in anger."So, Henry, you dare to attack me? You knew about Yaslyn and Xoan, and yet you still associate with her? You're disgusting!"Ignoring the pain, Henry mustered enough energy to respond."Zaylee, let Yaslyn go. The Warren family won't let this slide."Zaylee smirked upon hearing Henry's weak voice. "Quite comical, don't you think? Do I look like someone who was afraid to die? Henry, since you've presented yourself to me today, don't fault me for disregarding past friend

"You're Sherman's disciple? Impossible. Sherman became a hermit ten years ago. Rumor has it he's teaching abroad at some medical university. How did you even meet him?"The doctor's disbelief filled the sterile room."I studied abroad, so it's not far-fetched that I'd meet him."'Teaching,' she mused. Sherman was merely enjoying his retirement in some obscure foreign town."What if your hospital is the first to make a breakthrough in AIDS treatment?" Yaslyn dangled this tantalizing prospect before him."AIDS? Impossible. Young lady, whether or not you're Sherman's disciple, no one has been able to completely cure AIDS in all the years since its discovery. Are you saying this now just to lure me into the operating room?""I'm not lying. There have been developments and even recoveries abroad. Doctor, think about the rewards, the advancement. Even if I fail to save Henry, I'll shoulder the blame. Xoan's right here. What have you got to lose?"Yaslyn's words stirred something in th

Yaslyn was a water nymph—a mermaid without a tail. In her travels abroad, she had saved more drowning children than she could remember.The Holden River might have drowned weak swimmers, but it was nothing more than a creek to her. With a swift stroke, she reached the point where the river had closed over the child. The little girl had sunk, her strength expended.Yaslyn plunged down, her eyes locking onto the girl's figure as she gently swam toward the river's floor.Yaslyn swam upward as she grabbed the girl by her dress. The crowd exhaled. Everyone held their breath, their eyes wide with dread and hope."What are you waiting for? Grab a stick!"Yaslyn was still reeling, drained from the plunge.Someone snapped out of their trance, yanked a long stick from a pile, and extended it toward her. Yaslyn held onto it and was pulled to safety.Both were ashore, but the child was unconscious. An emergency call was made, but immediate action was needed. Pressing on the girl's chest and