The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 948

"It won't be..." Ivy shook her head repeatedly, trying to reason with him. "I went over everything in detail with the doctors, and the chances of that happening are incredibly low. My body has completely adapted to functioning without a spleen. Look at me—I had children just fine, and twins at that!"

Jamison remained completely rational. "That's different. Having a baby and getting a liver resection are two entirely different things. You—"

"Jamison..." Ivy cut him off desperately. "You're a doctor. You know exactly how astronomical the odds are for two biologically unrelated people to be a match. And yet, we matched. We're married, and we matched—don't you think this is fate? God put me here to save you. I know the surgery will be a success, and I know you can be cured! Please, I'm begging you. Let's do the surgery as soon as possible!"

Seeing the desperate, pleading look on his wife's face only twisted the knife deeper into Jamison's chest.

"Ivy, you know I would rather die than see you get hurt. Why do you have to be so stubborn?"

"You're the stubborn one! You have a chance to live, so why won't you take it?! You aren't hurting me—I'm doing this voluntarily! I understand why you wouldn't let the rest of your family donate, but I am your wife. We are one entity. We rise and fall together! Now that I know I can save you, if you refuse to let me and end up dying with regrets, do you want me to spend the rest of my life drowning in agony and remorse?"

Ivy was rapidly losing her patience, her voice growing more hysterical with every sentence.

"We made a promise that we would be together for the rest of our lives! Whoever bailed first was a bastard and human garbage! You swore an oath! You can't go back on your word!" Ivy was nearly screaming, throwing their past romantic vows back in his face.

Jamison offered a bitter smile. "That promise was about whoever cheated was a bastard. It doesn't apply to this—"

"It's exactly the same! If this ends with us separated by death, I'd rather you had cheated on me!" Ivy roared, her emotions finally boiling over.

Jamison stared at his wife, his dark eyes heavy. The agonizing wave of pain and sorrow crashing through him felt like acid burning through his insides.

Ivy began to cry, hoping her tears would soften his resolve and make him give in.

Watching the standoff, Thad and Davina couldn't stay silent any longer and stepped in to mediate.

"Jamison, we did have extensive talks with the surgeons. There are risks, yes, but they're entirely manageable. Director Wylde brought in the most authoritative hepatobiliary experts in the country. They'll do everything in their power to minimize the risk, and we will make sure Ivy gets the best possible post-op care to bring her back to exactly how she was before the surgery."

"It's true, Jamison. We're just as worried about Ivy as you are. None of us want her in danger. We only agreed to this after thinking it through very carefully," Davina added, walking over to hand Ivy a tissue.

Jamison shot a cold look at his brother and sister-in-law. "How long have you all been planning this?"

Davina glanced at Ivy before answering for her. "Three days ago. The day Boyd found out he couldn't donate, Ivy discovered she was a match."

Jamison looked back at his wife, his tone laced with anger and heartache. "You actually managed to keep this from me so perfectly."

"Because I knew you wouldn't agree!" Ivy yelled back.

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