Cold husband burning regret

Chapter 301

For a fleeting moment, Charlotte Sterling’s mind went completely blank.

Then, his voice rang out above her, calm and commanding. “Just cut the way you always do. Show us you can handle this.”

Pressing her lips together, Charlotte quickly regained her composure. Steady hands, steady mind. She cracked open the skull with the surgical drill, then used her scalpel to carefully slice through the layers of brain tissue, methodically clearing out the hematoma.

Judd Carstairs watched the bloody scene unfold, his head spinning and vision blurring at the sight.

His face was pale as paper, but he forced himself to stay upright, refusing to falter.

“Dr. Carstairs, would you like to step out for a moment? We can have someone else take over,” a nurse whispered gently.

He shook his head, expression unmoved, and handed his instrument to

Charlotte. “I’m fine.”

Charlotte remained focused throughout, not allowing herself the luxury of

distraction.

Meanwhile, outside the OR-

Candida Donovan was sobbing uncontrollably in the hallway, tears and mascara streaking her face. Noreen Lennox and another nurse hovered by her side, offering what comfort they could.

“I just don’t understand how this happened! My husband was perfectly healthy one moment, and then–just like that–a brain hemorrhage? We were finally about to enjoy our lives together! If something happens to him, what am I supposed to do?” Candida wailed, clutching a handful of tissues Noreen had handed her.

patting her arm. “Your husband’s

good hands. He’s go

7/2

operating on his

are the best. You have

to sniffling,

Four hours later-

vital signs–stable, for now. The entire team finally let out a collective

real surprise

for his severe germophobia and aversion to blood, had managed to last all four hours in the

smile, ready to crack a joke, but before she could

lunged forward and caught

“Professor Carstairs!”

“Dr. Carstairs!”

:

Carstairs and her husband, Teague Carstairs, hurried into

Daphne demanded, her voice

forced himself to get through it—the smell of blood was overwhelming, but he didn’t leave,”

mind?” Daphne’s eyes widened in disbelief. “He knows full well how he reacts to

of his neck

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up to the operation.

He mentioned Charlotte…

murmured, almost to herself, “So… it

Teague asked, looking