Chapter 642
While I was thinking, Quentin suddenly tugged at my arm and said, “What are you staring at? I’m talking to you.”
I came to my senses and glanced at him, “What’s the matter?”
“Kimora fell ill because of our mother’s situation. I want to go see her. Will you come with me?”
“Okay.”
I was, of course, delighted. I had always wanted to see his girlfriend’s true colors.
I added, “You set the time; I’m available anytime.”
“I’ll say it first, in front of Kimora, you can’t talk nonsense, you can’t show dissatisfaction with her, you can’t make faces at her, and you can’t…”
Seeing my frown deepen, Quentin finally fell silent.
My mom chuckled and said to me, “Don’t be mad at Quentin; he was just talking.”
Quentin touched his nose and chuckled, “I’m not favoring Kimora, it’s just that you didn’t see the suspicious look you had in front of Dr. Laurent just now.”
“Dr. Laurent didn’t argue with you, but that doesn’t mean Kimora didn’t care. You will go see Kimora with me later. If you still have that skeptical look on your face, Kimora will definitely be angry. So I want to remind you in advance to always pay attention to your attitude. No matter how much you dislike her, she also helped our mother find a kidney source, right?”
“Don’t worry, as long as I can see your girlfriend, I will definitely be very respectful in front of her, as her sister.”
After saying that, I went to the room.
Quentin’s cautious voice came from behind, “Mom, is she angry?”
My mom said, “It should be; you are a bit too much.”
Quentin said, “Where did I go too far? I was just stating the facts! Kimora has always been wholeheartedly dedicated to us, but she always has something against Kimora.”
My mom said, “Well, you’ll see when you take her to meet your girlfriend. Ralda knows how to handle things.”
I closed the door, shutting out the conversation outside.
Dr. Laurent gave me the matching data sheet for the kidney donor just now.
I took out my phone, found Anton’s number, and dialed.
A few seconds later, Anton answered, his deep voice tinged with a hint of surprise, “Esmeralda?”
“Hmm.”
Anton smiled and said, “Why did you suddenly think of calling me? Is there something wrong?”
“Do you know Zackery?”
“Zackery?” Anton exclaimed, “I know him; he’s my friend, the one who gave you the infertility certificate last time. What’s wrong?”
Sure enough!
If Anton and Zackery were friends and college classmates, does that mean Anton also knew the girl named Kimora?
With these thoughts in mind, I quickly asked him, “Do you know a girl named Kimora?”
“Kimora?”
Anton thought for a moment and smiled, “Don’t know. What’s up?”
“Dr. Laurent said Kimora was his junior colleague. I thought since you are friends with Dr. Laurent, maybe you know this Kimora.”
“I don’t know,” Anton confirmed, then laughed, “Zackery is in good shape himself, with a lot of fangirls among his juniors. I didn’t pay much attention. Maybe I have seen the junior you mentioned, Kimora, but I really don’t remember that name.”
Anton paused and asked again, “What’s wrong, Esmeralda?”
I told Anton the whole story in detail.
Anton remained silent for a while and asked in a heavy tone, “How is Mrs. Duffy’s condition now?”
“The condition is stable at the moment, but the doctor said last time that there is only half a year left. If a suitable kidney donor is not found for a kidney transplant after half a year, my mother may suffer from kidney failure.”