Chapter 89: Chapter 89: You Must Save Her Life!
Decisively ending things now will save from future chaos, Victoria Monroe knew that Rachel Hayes had not aborted her child, and she didn’t want to continue draining herself in this failed marriage.
Let it end like this.
Julian Fordham, I’m letting you go, and you should let me go too.
From now on, the sentiments of eighteen years are completely erased.
Victoria Monroe was prepared for a clean break.
Just as the tip of the anesthetic needle was about to pierce her skin, the door was suddenly pushed open, and everyone turned towards the entrance.
The usually calm and composed man showed a clear sign of panic in his eyes, even his voice carried a hint of instability: "Something has happened."
Victoria’s first thought was that her grandmother had met with an accident.
The people connected to her were only her grandmother and Julian Fordham; if something had happened to Julian, Rhys Hawthorne wouldn’t have that expression.
She suddenly propped herself up and looked towards Rhys Hawthorne, "What happened?"
"Your grandmother fell, she’s already in the emergency room."
"What!"
Victoria felt a suffocating breath, frantically jumped down from the operating table, almost falling due to the tension and weakness of her legs.
Rhys Hawthorne quickly stepped forward and supported Victoria.
"Don’t worry."
How could she not worry!
Deciding to have an abortion was frightening enough, but the news of her grandmother’s accident felt like the sky was collapsing.
The last time her grandmother was already dangerous, it was a miracle to save her life.
The doctor had said she must not fall!
Victoria was so tense that her hands and feet were weak, she couldn’t even think about the surgery.
Seeing her anxious expression, Rhys Hawthorne whispered, "Excuse me."
Without waiting for her consent, he bent down and picked Victoria up.
Victoria nestled in the man’s arms, her fists clenching tightly, trembling against his sweater.
"How is grandmother doing?"
"The situation is unclear for now; don’t worry, Aeridor has top-notch specialists, your grandmother pressed the alarm herself, and medical staff arrived promptly to administer treatment."
Assistant Woods hurriedly opened the car door, Victoria did not let go of his body.
He had to bend down and carry her into the car; she was really scared, afraid that upon arrival, she would receive unfortunate news about her grandmother.
In this vast world, there wasn’t much she could hold onto, if her grandmother were to leave, how would she cope...
Suddenly, Victoria slapped herself hard.
Rhys Hawthorne grabbed her hand, his dark eyes suddenly sharp and icy, he reprimanded, "What are you doing?"
"It’s my fault; I should have been with grandmother; how could I leave her alone?"
Victoria deeply regretted everything; during the days when her grandmother had an accident, she stayed by her side every night, her grandmother was recovering well without losing the ability to take care of herself.
And her grandmother, being strong-willed, refused to let her stay by her side any longer, so Victoria trusted the doctor’s evaluation.
She thought everything was foolproof; she hadn’t expected her grandmother to have an accident.
Victoria sobbed, "Why did I have to have surgery? If I hadn’t come, my grandmother might not have had the accident, it’s all my fault, I deserve to die!"
She pounded her head with her other hand; Rhys fiercely pulled her into his embrace, holding her tighter than ever before.
With assertive fierceness, without gentleness or politeness.
His hand encircled the back of her head, pressing against her cheek, the other hand gripped her waist, his strong fingers hurting her soft flesh.
They were so tightly embraced, like an intimate couple.
Rhys’s soothing voice landed above her head, "Don’t take everything upon yourself; nobody can predict the future."
"But... I’m scared... Rhys, I’m really scared!"
Victoria choked, her voice was broken and somewhat incoherent.
Rhys’s thin lips landed on her soft hair, infused with her habitual rose scent that enchanted him.
From a young age, his family taught him, "Think of honorable men, gentle like jade."
He should behave like a gentleman, a nobleman, respecting women.
But at this moment, Rhys forgot all his manners, he was like a thief, who finally stole the coveted Luminous Pearl.
He carefully held her in the palm of his hand, feeling her radiance.
In places she hadn’t noticed, he kissed her hair, indulging in her unique scent.
His low voice raspy with reassurance, "I know, I know it all, your grandmother has great fortune; she’ll be fine. Right now, no news means the best news."
Mount Cinder.
Julian Fordham got the news of the accident concerning Victoria’s grandmother at the first moment, looking at him about to pull out the needle, Assistant Prescott hurriedly advised, "Boss, the doctor’s already gone over, you don’t have medical skills, and you’re in such a bad condition yourself, going there would be futile."
"I can’t just stand by if something happens to grandmother, besides Victoria cares most about her and must be panicking right now."
Julian Fordham ignored his advice, casually pulling out the needle.
Assistant Prescott helplessly utilized a cotton swab to stop the bleeding, with lowered eyes full of anxiety, "Madam, she..."
Julian grabbed his clothes hurriedly, "What about her? Is she frightened?"
"She’s not in her room strictly speaking; she shouldn’t be in the convalescent home."
Julian paused while dressing; Victoria cared most about her grandmother, could she have abandoned even her grandmother just to avoid Julian?
"Find a way to contact her; I’m going to see grandmother."
Julian Fordham no longer concerned himself with Victoria’s whereabouts.
Putting aside the relationship with Victoria, grandmother watched him grow and was an elder he deeply respected.
He must save grandmother!
Julian didn’t bother to wash his face or shave, rushing into the wind and snow.
Assistant Prescott sighed helplessly, "Boss! At least dress warmly, take an umbrella!"
His answer was Julian sprinting away.
He ran directly to the emergency room, first to learn about the situation.
"President Fordham, when we received the elderly, she couldn’t control her limbs, possibly some brain nerve disorder, or maybe a brain hemorrhage; you must be mentally prepared."
Recently grandmother had made a good recovery, how could something so sudden happen?
Suppressing his inner panic, he seriously said, "Please make sure to save her life."
At that moment, the attending physician pushed the door open, "Family members of the patient, her condition is very dangerous, brain hemorrhage, surgery is urgently required."
"Then perform the surgery."
"Don’t rush to a conclusion; the patient is very elderly, and she recently underwent heart surgery. If cerebral surgery proceeds now, the success rate is not high; even after surgery, she might not regain her previous state, potentially facing dementia and madness."
With every word the doctor uttered, Julian’s heart sunk further.
"So what if we don’t operate?"
"If she doesn’t pull through, you’d only be preparing for her passing; even if she pulls through, she might become a vegetative state."
Julian’s fingers clenched tightly, no matter what choice he made, his grandmother couldn’t return to her past state.
Without hesitation, he directly replied, "Do the surgery, doctor, please save her!"
"Alright, come over and sign the papers."
Julian rapidly signed a pile of documents, his mind full thinking about how upset Victoria would be knowing about her grandmother’s situation.
As the surgery commenced, Victoria arrived late.
Accompanying her was Rhys Hawthorne.
Julian Fordham hadn’t had the chance to think it through, his gaze turned towards Victoria Monroe wearing a man’s coat, her outfit was a surgical gown!