All Chapters of The Chemistry: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Killian froze as he stared at his doctor, his vision blurred by the tears that were pooling around his eyes. “She has what?”His doctor sighed. “Neuroblastoma, Mr Reon. I’m sorry”.Killian gulped. He was still trying to process the information his doctor had just revealed.Bryelle had cancer. This was something Killian saw in movies or heard about people, not something that was happening to his child.“Tha…that sounds bad…” His voice trailed off. Neuroblastoma it was a Cancer that originates from immature nerve cells. How long had Bryelle had it? What was going to happen? Why was this happening now when he had just got to know her?"This can't be happening to my child," Killian mumbled over and over again. “Maybe we should run more tests again, maybe it was a mistake”. His voice trembled as he spoke.“I ran the tests twice, Killian. However, if you want us to, I can run the tests again”.Doctor Gail’s office suddenly became too dark. The faint antiseptic smell of hospitals suddenly gr

4 monthsMayeli stared at Doctor Gail like he had just said something very out of the ordinary, which was the case considering what he was telling her.Killian wrapped his hand around her shoulder. She could see his eyes were bleary with unshed tears.“You said she might not make it?”Mayeli felt her heart slamming against her chest. What were they saying? That her baby won’t survive. No, nothing was going to happen to her baby, nothing was going to happen to Bryelle.“You said she had a 70% chance of healing. You said she could make it!” Mayeli screamed hysterically. Killian’s grip tightened around her.“Yes, I did say that, but the chances are slim at the moment. We’ve tried chemotherapy, but the tumours seem to be spreading rather than decreasing. At this point, she might be in serious pain soon, and if we continue treatment, it would only increase her pain”, the Doctor said, his face anxious and worried.“Are you asking us to give up?” Killian’s deep voice asked, betraying no emot

Mayeli blinked awake and took a few seconds to get familiar with her surroundings, then she remembered the afternoon with Killian and her cheeks burned.She turned around to his side of the bed was empty. There was a note lying beside her that was marked Mayeli. She smiled as she recognized Killian’s perfect handwriting.What is this man up to? Mayeli thought. Her heart was already racing. Her face threatened to split from ear-to-ear grin as she opened the piece of paper.Meet me on the balcony, the note read.Zuri flung her cream duvet away from her body and got out of bed. She felt both fear and the abandoned enthusiasm of a six-year-old child on Christmas morning. Was he about to do what she was thinking?She grabbed her purple robe, wore it and headed for the balcony. A table covered with at least five kinds of dinner options was in the middle of the balcony. Two chairs, a fancy tablecloth, and a bucket with a bottle of champagne on the side and the most gorgeous view of London. I

The tension in the air was thick enough for even the sharpest knives. Mayeli followed Killian to the doctor's office, their arms firmly clasped together.Killian drew out a seat for her, and she sat down. He drew another one for himself and sat down beside her.Killian’s Doctor stared at them for a few minutes, not saying anything.“Speak,” Killian commanded, his voice cold and impatient. Mayeli sent a look, and he had the grace to look sorry for just a few seconds before his cold mask returned in place. She almost laughed, despite her tears and anxiety. It had been a while since she saw this cold and commanding side of Killian.Doctor Gail cleared his throat. “I've run several tests since the last surgery we just performed, and I think I should perhaps run more before I break this news to you.”Mayeli felt her hands trembling and when she looked, she saw it was actually Killian’s clasped over her's. He was nervous.Killian looked away, and his free hands moved to his eyes.Mayeli’s

“This looks nice,” Mayeli said, pointing at a white three-step cake that looked beautiful.Killian gave her a bored look that said, “Do whatever you want.” She had dragged him against his will to do the cake buying with her. Beautiful thing, he couldn’t say no to her.Mayeli turned to the receptionist, a young woman in her early twenties. “Can we taste this?”“Of course, Sir… Ma.” She had atransfiguredd smile on her face as she stared at Killian.Mayeli felt the urge to wipe off the smile from her face. Killian chuckled at her reaction. He was enjoying the situation?Mayeli glared at Killian, but in return he gifted her one of his charming smiles. He took the cake from the receptionist, cut a bit of it and gave it to Mayeli.She smiled and ate the cake. It tasted lovely.“How’s it?” Killian asked.“It’s good.”Killian tastes the cake himself and nods. “Seems like something I can easily beat.”“You bake?” The receptionist asks Killian, still smiling, this time seductively.I turn to