And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 83

Eve lay crumpled on the floor, her complexion ashen, clutching at her chest before consciousness slipped away from her.

Gwendolyn’s face set in a mask of determination as she rapidly hit the emergency call button beside the hospital bed.

“Mrs. Lopez!”

“Mrs. Lopez, wake up.”

With the urgency of the situation and the nursing staff thinly spread during the lunch. break, Gwendolyn carefully laid Eve flat on her back. Eve’s breaths were shallow, her heartbeat dangerously slow.

Placing the heel of one hand in the center of her chest, Gwendolyn positioned her other hand on top and began CPR.

“1001! 1002!” She counted out loud with tense focus until a nurse arrived to assist and call for the cardiology team.

“Get the oxygen mask on her and attach the electrode pads.”

“Right! Gwendolyn, keep it steady!” the nurse said, kneeling to prepare the equipment. In these moments, no one dared interrupt a trainee executing life–saving measures.

“No need for defibrillation! Keep up the compressions!”

four minutes were

dotting her forehead, Gwendolyn pressed down firmly

Suddenly, the erratic lines. steadied. “Dr. Quigley! The heartbeat’s back!”

released her hands, collapsing

oxygen therapy. Run a check.”

slumped into a nearby chair, staring blankly at her trembling

onto the bed and subjected to a series of tests, but no

been a simple fall that led

consciousness with embarrassment. “I thought I

to

under the skilled care of Dr. Yates, Eve was a

and nurses left, entrusting Gwendolyn to

into the rhythm of the dripping

thank you. I was nearly knocking on heaven’s door.” Eve spoke weakly from the bed,

consider hiring a caregiver, Mrs. Lopez. Next time, luck might not be on your side.” She wasn’t a critical patient, and with

caregiver. I only want to go home. Every corner of that house reminds

brimmed with tears. “I miss him. I used to pray for him daily, and it felt right.”

her deep love for her

had missed him so much.