Love Him Was the Cheapest Thing She Ever Did

Elizabeth Bennet felt as if her world had shattered into a million pieces. The doctors words echoed in her mind, "Im sorry, but your daughter has leukemia." She clutched little Jane Eyre close to her chest, her heart aching at the thought of her five-year-old daughter suffering such a cruel fate.

With trembling hands, Elizabeth dialed Fitzwilliam Darcys number, her voice catching as she spoke, "Fitzwilliam, please come to the hospital. Jane is very sick."

Darcy, who had been in a meeting, ended the call abruptly and instructed his driver to take him to the hospital. His assistant, Isabella Thorpe, didnt miss the urgency in his voice and asked if everything was alright. Darcy ignored her, lost in thought.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Darcy found Elizabeth sitting in the corridor, her face streaked with tears. He embraced her, offering what comfort he could. Despite the disappointments that had piled up over the years, Elizabeth couldnt help but lean into his embrace.

"Jane has been calling for you in her fever," Elizabeth pleaded, her voice breaking. "Please stay with her, just for a little while longer."

Darcys presence at home had become increasingly rare as his company, Sunrise Inc., grew larger. Elizabeth was aware of his indiscretions, but for the sake of their daughter, she had endured the pain.

"I will," Darcy promised, stroking her hair. "Elizabeth, dont worry. Jane will be alright."

Isabella Thorpe, who had once been a beneficiary of the Rising Sun Scholarship and now worked as Darcys assistant, stood by, her eyes filled with envy. She had risen quickly through the ranks and had become more than just an assistant to Darcy.

Elizabeths mother-in-law, Mrs. Bennet, arrived, her presence as abrasive as ever. The family underwent Bone marrow puncture tests, but none were a suitable match for Janes transplant.

The doctor suggested that Elizabeth and Darcy could have another child to use the newborns cord blood for a transplant. Before Elizabeth could consider reaching out to her estranged parents, Mrs. Bennet interjected with a harsh remark, "Whats the point of having another child with you? Youre as barren as a rock!"

The room fell silent at her words, and Elizabeth felt the weight of her mother-in-laws disdain. It was a reminder of the sacrifices she had made for her family and the love she had given to a man who seemed to have forgotten the meaning of the word.