Chapter 1462

Two nurses were laying out the surgical tools when, to their shock, one turned around and the patient was gone. One nurse dashed off in pursuit while the other hurriedly dialed Dr. Amelia’s number.

Dr. Amelia answered the phone, her voice laced with surprise and urgency. “Mr. Laurence, it’s an emergency – Mrs. Laurence has just bolted from the operating room…”

Bernard, freshly clad in his sterile scrubs, felt his heart skip a beat. He flung open the locker room door and sprinted down the hallway, the soles of his shoes barely touching the ground as he raced to find Eleanor.

Eleanor, with the nurse following her, stumbled and weaved her way through the corridors, looking back anxiously. Distracted, she collided with someone…

The man steadied the wobbling Eleanor with a firm grip, then fixed her with a piercing, icy gaze. “Why the hell are you running?” he asked, his voice a blend of irritation and concern. Recognizing the man as Robin, Eleanor mumbled an apology before attempting to sidestep him and continue her escape. But before she could get far, Robin caught her hand and yanked her back. “Who are you trying to dodge?” he asked.

Eleanor turned just in time to see the nurse charging down the corridor toward her. In a panic, she tried to shake off Robin’s grip, but he held on tight.

onlookers and fixed his gaze on the approaching nurse. “I have no clue what’s going on, but that nurse is clearly after you.

bent down,

exit.

made it outside, Eleanor was already in Robin’s car, hastily buckling her seatbelt. Glancing out the window, she intended

and sped away. Eleanor pressed her face against the window, lips parting to say something, but the sight of Bernard’s eyes, filled with despair, stabbed at her heart. She knew he must despise her

surgery

about to enter the OR as a support person. Eleanor was also

“What the hell is going on with you two?”

Chapter 1462

my heart transplant and sudden pregnancy-induced hypertension are a bad mix. They’re pushing for an immediate C-section, but I

but asked bluntly,

moment before replying, “Without the surgery, there’s only a 10% chance for me to survive… With it, maybe

gravity of the situation, Robin’s demeanor shifted from casual to somber. “So you’re telling me that either way, the odds aren’t great,

road. Before she could question him, he spoke gently, “Eleanor, Bernard’s choice is the right one. You should

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