From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 98 I Won't Save This Child

Kelvin had made it clear: no one was to proceed with the surgery that could save her child. Who would dare defy him?

"Doctor, please," the soft sobs barely escaped her lips. "What am I going to do? I can't lose my baby," she wept quietly, already dreading the day she would have to explain it to the child's father. Was she really such a failure?

"I'm sorry, I... I can't go against Mr. Davis's wishes," the doctor replied, "Besides, he's your husband. He has that right."

Husband... What a cruel joke. Her husband's status was a death sentence for her child.

"I want the surgery. I want to save my child. My husband's decision doesn't count!" Penelope said through clenched teeth. "I have a say too!"

"But the cost of the surgery..."

The unfinished sentence was enough to dash cold water on Penelope's fiery resolve, sending a chill down her spine. The bill, which she couldn't pay at the moment, seemed insurmountably important.

Was she really going to stand by helplessly and watch her child's life fade away from her? No, there had to be another way...

Penelope turned toward the doors. Kelvin was long gone and wouldn't come back; he didn't even deign to give her a second glance. He must be with Fiona, safeguarding and tenderly coaxing her.

Ah, the great divides in life, and how vividly they're presented in moments like these. Penelope inhaled deeply, her gaze fixed on the brilliant surgical light above, her vision blurring at the edges.

In that fraction of a second, a name burst forth in her mind.

Brandon!

Brandon had once handed her his business card, assuring her in person that if anything ever came up, she could always reach out to him for help. And he had reiterated it more than once!

A spark of hope ignited within Penelope.

At this critical juncture, Brandon was the key to her salvation!

Clutching at this lifeline, a surge of strength coursed through her. She could barely manage to push herself up on the operating table.

"My phone..." she looked imploringly at the nurse, "Please, could you hand me my phone?"

the nurse could

no idea what she intended

phone

trembling hands, tears streaming down her face, trying desperately to focus on

was, "Brandon". With no

agonizing

raced, fearing Brandon might be too

an eternity of just fifteen seconds,

The tears fell harder.

her mood under

it's me...

what's the matter?" "Please, help me... I need your

of hurried footsteps, "Okay, where are you?" Penelope, clinging to her last shred of clarity and calm, recounted

listened intently, responding with an occasional affirming

phone call ended, Penelope's consciousness

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phone clattered to

hospital and swiftly secured Penelope's safe passage from there. Meanwhile, Fiona's surgery had just

we couldn't save the baby. The mother has also taken quite a

"This is going to break her!"

bed out, moving Fiona into the VIP ward where she lay still, her face tinged with a pallor of

as he watched her helpless form this was on him; he

mustn't let Penelope off the hook!"

harm Fiona's baby now, she won't

"I'll handle her."

deals with her, Mr. Davis, this

raised his hand, cutting him off,

won't you wait for Fiona to

"No."

not to see

a twitch at the corner of his lips, Kelvin turned and left. He could already picture the