Chapter 144

Dixon took me to the hospital forcefully. The results showed that my condition had indeed worsened and I would need chemotherapy to maintain it. I refused chemotherapy. Dixon scolded me with a sullen face, "Caroline, your body is the most important thing you have. Your hair can always grow again." He had assumed that I was afraid that I would become ugly without hair. I snuggled up to him feebly and whispered gently, "My condition has deteriorated to a state where I can't be saved. I don't want to spend the rest of my life lying in a hospital bed." He looked at me with tearful eyes and asked, "And wait to die?" Dixon looked very upset. I reached out my hand and held his hand tightly. I said weakly, "It's actually very tiring to stay alive." He tightened his grip on my arm and said, "Carol." It would have been a lie to say that I was not afraid of dying. However, I did not want him to feel too upset. I also knew very well that he would find Quincy for help when we were at our wit