How Two Young Nurses Fulfilled A 84 Years-Old Billionaire’s Last Wish Before His Death
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THE LAST WISH: How Two Young Nurses Fulfilled a Billionaire’s Dying Request and Uncovered His Secret Daughter
The air was still cold and quiet when the ambulance siren broke the silence. It rushed through the hospital gate, stopping right in front of the emergency room. Nurses quickly ran outside with stretchers, ready for the incoming patient.
But the moment the ambulance doors opened, everything changed. The nurses froze. Then, one by one, they covered their noses and started running away. A horrible smell filled the air, so strong it made people cough and spit as they backed away.
Inside lay Mr. Raymond Cole, an 82-year-old billionaire. He was very sick; cancer had eaten into his leg, and the wound had become a terrible, open, infected ulcer, smelling worse than anyone could bear. “Help me!” he whispered weakly. But no one came close. Even the nurses who had promised to help others for a living couldn’t stand the sight.
Then came Olivia, a young nurse who had just started her shift. She stopped when she saw her colleagues running away. “Why are you all leaving?” she shouted. “He’s still alive!”
Olivia swallowed hard, fighting the awful smell. When she saw Mr. Raymond lying there, helpless and crying, her eyes filled with tears. She called the ambulance driver. Together, they lifted the weak old man onto the stretcher and rolled him inside.
Doctors rushed in. But the moment they uncovered his leg, they stepped back in horror. The smell filled the whole room. They ran out one after another, leaving Olivia alone with Mr. Raymond. From that moment on, whenever anyone heard the words, “Mr. Raymond’s ward,” they found an excuse to stay far away.
Humanity Comes First
The next morning, Olivia walked into Mr. Raymond’s ward. “Good morning, sir,” she said with a small smile. “How are you feeling today?”
“I’m still breathing,” he said with a faint smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
Just then, the food server came to the door, but the moment she saw Mr. Raymond, she covered her nose and ran away, dropping the food halfway.
Mr. Raymond gave a hopeless sigh. “I can’t even feed myself,” he whispered. “How do they expect me to walk that far to get it?”
Olivia walked quickly to the door, picked up the tray, and placed it beside his bed. Then she gently lifted a spoonful of food. “Please open your mouth, sir.”
“You’re not scared?” he asked softly.
“No, sir. You need to eat.”
And so she fed him one spoon at a time, singing softly and telling jokes. Slowly, the old man began to smile again.
Before she reached the door to leave, he asked, “Why didn’t you run away like the others?”
“Because humanity comes first, sir.”
That afternoon, Olivia brought him fruits and healthy snacks. Suddenly, Mr. Raymond began to cry quietly. “Since my sickness got this bad, no one has come this close to me. Not even my wife or children.”
“Wait, you have a wife and children?”
“Yes,” he said sadly. “They’re too busy enjoying my company, the one I built from nothing.”
“What’s the name of your company?”
“Dalora Beauty Cosmetics,” he replied.
Olivia gasped. She quickly took out her phone and typed his name. When she saw his photo, she froze. “You’re the Raymond Cole, the man behind the biggest beauty brand in the country.” The billionaire everyone admired was lying helpless, forgotten, and alone.
The Secret Betrayal
The next morning, Mr. Raymond finally revealed the source of his pain.
“The doctor said I only have three weeks left,” he confessed. “I found out something I never should have known. I took a secret DNA test for my three children… None of them are mine.”
Olivia covered her mouth in shock. “My wife has been cheating on me for over 50 years, and I never knew.”
His voice was trembling with anger and sorrow. “I built my company for them, made them rich, gave them everything, but they never had even a drop of love for me. Finding out they’re not even my children… that pain is worse than anything I’ve ever felt.”
He looked at Olivia with bitter regret. “My biggest mistake was giving all my wealth, all my company shares, to the woman and her children, the ones who betrayed me.”
That night, Mr. Raymond turned his weak head toward Olivia. “I have one last wish before I die. If I can fulfill this wish, I’ll be the happiest man on earth. I want to give everything I have to someone who truly carries my blood. Someone I can proudly call my child.”
“But how do we find someone like that, sir?” Olivia asked.
Mr. Raymond took a shaky breath. “Olivia, 25 years ago, I did something terrible. I slept with one of my housemates. I was drunk. She got pregnant. I panicked. I told her to keep quiet or face my anger. I threatened her. Her name was Tina Williams. I gave her some money and sent her away.”
He handed Olivia a folded piece of paper. “This was her address in Hudson Valley, New York. Please, Olivia, go there. Find Tina or the child. If you can find them, I’ll rewrite my will and give everything I own to them. I just want to make things right before I die.”
The Search for Tina
Two days later, Olivia drove to the countryside of New York. She found Tina’s old house abandoned and covered in weeds.
An old woman in a house nearby cried when Olivia mentioned Tina’s name. “Tina died many years ago,” she sobbed. “She died while giving birth.”
Olivia’s heart sank. “What happened to the baby?”
The woman sniffed. “Tina was my very close friend. After she died, her mother came and took the baby away, back to their family house in a place called Ringwood.”
“Ma’am, the real father of that child is looking for them,” Olivia pleaded. “He’s very sick and he wants to make things right before he dies.”
The woman relented, giving Olivia the address in Ringwood. As Olivia walked back to her car, her heart was heavy but hopeful. “Hang on, Mr. Raymond,” she whispered. “We’re getting closer.”
The next morning, Olivia returned to the hospital. She told Mr. Raymond she had found Tina’s mother and that the child was alive and doing well. She kept the part about Tina’s death a secret, fearing he would lose all hope.
He immediately called Tina’s mother, who was still filled with years of bitterness. “Don’t ask me about that child,” she snapped. “You’re not going to speak to the child.”
But after much convincing by the ambulance driver, James, who had offered to help Olivia, Tina’s mother reluctantly agreed to come to New York.
The Final Reunion
The next morning, Tina’s mother arrived at the hospital. Her anger began to melt away when she saw Mr. Raymond’s frail condition. “I forgive you,” she whispered.
Mr. Raymond, overwhelmed, called Olivia back to the room. “Thank you, my daughter,” he said.
The moment Olivia’s eyes met the old woman’s face, she froze. Her smile vanished. “Grandma,” she whispered in shock.
The room went silent.
“Tina’s mother gasped. Olivia, she said, her voice breaking. She is the daughter you are looking for,” she said softly to Mr. Raymond.
Olivia’s mouth fell open. “I don’t understand. Grandma, you told me my parents died in a car accident.”
“I lied,” she said, tears flowing freely. “I was only trying to protect you. I didn’t want you to grow up asking who your father was.”
Mr. Raymond’s heart stopped. “What? You are my daughter?”
They wept together, their hands clasped. The time they would never get back, the years that had slipped away, overwhelmed them.
A doctor entered to take DNA samples. Three days later, he returned. “It’s a match. You are indeed father and daughter.”
Mr. Raymond immediately called his lawyer. “I need to rewrite my will now.”
While waiting, Mr. Raymond turned to Olivia. “You gave me peace after so many years of pain.”
“You gave me peace, too, Dad.”
A few minutes later, Olivia returned with a small bag of fruits. “Dad, I’m back,” she said happily, stepping into the room.
There was no answer. She touched his hand. It was cold.
“Dad,” she cried, her voice breaking.
The lawyer rushed to the bedside. “He’s gone,” the lawyer whispered. “Mr. Raymond is no more.”
Olivia let out a cry that shook the room. He had died just minutes after fulfilling his final wish—to find his daughter.
The Legacy of Love
At the will reading, Monica, the proud wife, and her three sons gathered, expecting to inherit the vast fortune.
The lawyer began reading: “10% of my entire estate shall go to Miss Olivia.”
Monica sneered. “10% for a girl he met only a few days before he died. Pathetic!”
The lawyer continued: “To my lovely wife, Monica, the old truck in the garage belongs to you. Use it to pack your belongings and leave my house.”
The room went silent. Monica screamed.
“The remaining 80% of my properties, every business, every estate, every account, shall go to my biological child, the one born by Tina Williams… Olivia.”
Five hefty men in black suits stormed in, carrying an eviction order. Monica and her sons were dragged out, their voices echoing through the hallway: “You’ll regret this!”
Olivia, the girl who once had nothing, was now the daughter of a billionaire.
Days later, Mr. Raymond was laid to rest. Olivia stood beside his grave, her grandmother and James by her side. She whispered to his grave: “I didn’t even get to call you Dad for long.”
But she smiled. He had not only found his daughter, but he had corrected the grave mistake of his life, leaving his fortune to the child born of the woman he wronged.
Olivia used the money not for herself, but to honor her father’s regret. She founded a medical charity in Tina’s name, focusing on supporting poor women in childbirth. Her work, guided by James and her grandmother, proved that true wealth is not what you keep, but what you give.
The story of the neglected billionaire and the courageous nurse became a legend—a reminder that humanity always comes first, and that sometimes, a daughter saves her father not by keeping him alive, but by giving him peace before his final breath.
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