Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

marked with fresh blood. Gently, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

Linda had just been rushed into the emergency room, leaving everyone outside in a tense, worried silence. Chloe leaned against the hallway wall, feeling chilled to her bones. Connor stood next to her, noticing her discomfort. She was still in her bridesmaid dress, now

Lucas sat on a bench in the hallway, staring blankly at his blood-stained hands, lost in thought. Not long after, the doors to the emergency room swung open, and a nurse came out with a serious look on her face.

"Who here is family to Linda?" she asked urgently. Lucas didn't respond at first, his mind elsewhere, but the question snapped him back to reality. He quickly stood, "I am. I'm her husband."

The nurse explained the dire situation, "The patient, who is pregnant, is in critical condition. The bullet missed her heart but damaged other organs, and she's lost a lot of blood. The baby has been without oxygen for too long, and the amniotic fluid has broken. We need to deliver the baby immediately."

The news hit everyone like a shockwave. "How can we deliver the baby in this condition?" Lucas asked, his voice filled with worry.

natural delivery isn't possible; we need to perform a cesarean section.

a consent form, "Mr. Antonio, we'll

loved her

never have imagined this day would come, not in a million years. Even though he harbored anger towards

wasn't just because she

Linda

had ever made him feel like the best man alive. Her past praise, admiration, and dependence were the highlights of his life. Even

pride and satisfaction

lies,

brought him were genuine.