Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

485 The Fight for Her

(Jayden)

Winona lies motionless in the Brennan Wing's family suite medical bedroom, surrounded by machines that hum and beep softly in the background. This room was designed to keep families together during the most terrifying moments of their lives. This wing is my initiative, but I never thought I'd need it personally so much. I'm bending the guidelines a little having Winona here now but I know her best chance is having the ones she loves the most around her. Right now, I'd give anything for a sign-any sign-that she'll wake up.

I don't have that yet but what I am going to do is create a positive environment around Winona. I called Barnaby and he reminded me of many coping mechanisms I'd learned from his sessions.

I'm going to only speak of the future and what's happening now. I'm not mentioning the past. Winona deserves to hear and believe the wonderful future ahead of us. No matter what has happened or what may happen.

Dr. Harris and Dr. Reeves stand at the foot of the bed, reviewing her charts. My heart pounds as I wait for them to say something that gives me hope.

"Her vitals are stable," Dr. Harris says, looking up from the chart. "The induced coma is allowing us to manage the swelling around her head wound and stabilize her blood pressure. Early intervention with the bleeding saved her life, Mr. Brennan." "So, she'll be okay?"

"I have every reason to believe that she will be okay, but I do want to keep her like this for a few more days. However, Jayden, this is still very precarious for the pregnancy."

My eyes drift to Winona's still form, her pale face bruised, her body still. "Is there any way of knowing if the baby is okay?" I ask, my voice barely steady.

Dr. Reeves steps forward. "A Doppler is the least invasive method to check for a heartbeat right now. But I must mention that there are a few reasons we may not detect the heartbeat with a doppler. It doesn't mean the worst, but it might be something to prepare for. Would you like us to proceed?"

I glance at Winona, her hand warm in mine. The thought of losing either of them makes me feel sick. I feel wrong okaying something she isn't privy too. But if there is a heartbeat that is something positive I have to tell her.

I nod. "Do it."

Dr. Reeves moves to the side of the bed, pulling out the portable Doppler from her cart. She glances at me. "Keep in mind, Mr. Brennan, that even though you heard a heartbeat on the ultrasound in Brussels doesn't mean you will now. The baby may have moved, the womb could be tilted, the placenta may have moved..."

"I understand. Go ahead."

the faint curve of her stomach almost breaking me all over again. I grip the edge of the bed, my pulse racing as she presses the probe against Winona's

faint hum of the

Nothing.

Reeves adjusts the angle slightly, moving the probe in

More static. Faint, empty.

she try harder. My nails dig into the edge of the bed. "Don't panic, this is common at sixteen weeks gestation," Dr.

once more,

Still nothing.

Winona

you

even hearing it today doesn't mean you can't lose the baby

I nod.

on my shoulder. "Mr. Brennan, would you like us to perform an ultrasound? It would give us a clearer picture of what's

head

"Jayden, the ultrasound could help us

baby like they're both alive and well. If the baby is gone, Winona would want to find out

nods slowly,

“That's your choice, Mr. Brennan. We'll continue monitoring her vitals and managing her blood pressure. She's banged

Doctor. For

to eat

"I will."

when the medical team leaves. My