Chapter 118

Elliot looked at her again, his tone more cautious this time. "That year… what exactly was wrong with you?" "Elliot, your blood type is Rh-negative O, right?" He nodded. "Yeah." Because of how rare his blood type was, after the accident, they couldn't find enough plasma for him. He was in critical condition, barely hanging on. It wasn't until his birth mother, Fiona, scrambled to collect blood from across the country, and by chance found Isabella, who had the same blood type, that he survived. "That Ms. Collins, your so-called lifesaver… she has the same blood as you?" "Yeah." "She told you herself she saved you?" Elliot frowned, eyes locked on Charisse, his gaze growing more intense, emotion surging beneath the surface. "You're saying it wasn't her? Then who was it?" The moment the words left his mouth, his throat tightened. An impossible thought flashed across his mind. "It was… you?" "I'm not sure," Charisse shook her head. "I really don't remember. But Dr. Reid said he got called o