Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1269 On the Verge of Death

The man lying on the hospital bed before me was frail and weak. He was nothing but skin and bones.

He resembled a skeleton. His hair was gray, his cheeks were sunken, and only his cheekbones remained prominent, making him look much older than his actual age. But it was clear that he had been handsome. You could see it amidst his pallid complexion. His condition made it clear that he had been confined underground for a long time. Coupled with malnutrition, he basically looked half-dead.

I couldn't imagine how he had survived these past twenty years.

He still hadn't regained consciousness. If it weren't for his faint breaths, I wouldn't have believed he was still alive.

I stood there awkwardly, unsure of what to do, my emotions running high.

Atlas embraced me and gently guided me forward. "This is your father. The examination results aren't out yet. Let's wait."

I turned to Atlas. "Is this really my father?"

"Yes, it's your father who loves you deeply." Atlas's gaze was serious.

After staring at him for a long while, I timidly reached out and held his hand. His bones were prominent, covered only by a thin layer of translucent skin, revealing the bones and delicate blood vessels underneath. "Dad," I called out softly, choking up instantly.

silent and

stack of reports. He spoke

Tristan rushed over. "Mrs. Chloe, Millard has woken up! But he doesn't look good,

go of my father's hand, stood up, and followed

I saw Millard lying on the stretcher. He was covered in blood, struggling to

him, and his unfocused eyes turned toward me, his face

Chloe," he said

hand. "Hold on, Millard. You can do it. I believe in you. I need

appeared on

to him..." Millard didn't seem to be in good

corner of his mouth, and I looked at the doctor next to

understood my silent request and

past wrongdoings. After all, we had managed to evacuate safely because of his. efforts. In the end, he sacrificed himself to save us all, allowing

was using his life

right away." I turned to Tristan, who

me..." Millard's eyes were fixed on the phone in my hand,