From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 172

Chapter 172 We Must Save Kelvin's Hand

The surgeon pulled down his mask. "Mr. Davis's condition is still critical. The injury to his arm is severe, with significant nerve damage due to repeated trauma and excessive blood loss. Currently, it's quite a challenge."

Penelope knew that if Kelvin hadn't pulled the knife out of his arm, the damage wouldn't be so severe.

"What can be done? How can we treat him?" she asked.

"Our team will convene to determine the best course of treatment," the surgeon responded, "For now, we must ensure Mr. Davis's hand remains immobile."

Grandpa Davis spoke up fiercely, "No matter what, we need to save Kelvin's hand!" The head of the Davis family, the CEO, crippled by this accident, would become the butt of every joke.

And Kelvin, the ever so proud and arrogant, how could he ever come to terms with such a debilitating reality...

The surgeon nodded. "We will certainly give it our all."

The operating room doors stood completely open, and a nurse wheeled out the stretcher.

Penelope could hardly bear to look.

Never before had she seen Kelvin in a weakened state, his handsome features pale and lacking his usual sharpness.

"Kelvin..." she whispered.

Penelope attempted to step forward but was preemptively blocked by Grandpa Davis. "Don't come any closer!" he commanded.

With an oxygen mask affixed and IV fluids running, Kelvin was escorted by the nurse, gradually fading from her sight...

Penelope could only watch helplessly.

Touching him, once a simple act, had become a luxury she couldn't afford.

Grandpa Davis, intent on following to the ward, turned back suddenly, "Penelope, now

that you've seen Kelvin, it's time for you to leave."

"Okay," she nodded, her voice barely above a murmur," I'll go."

She wasn't needed here; the Davis family didn't want to see her.

Staying would make her a burden, an imposition.

looked at her sympathetically. "Always so compliant,

"Kelvin and I were never meant

of being everything to each other result in a tragic case of mistaken identity with Fiona, causing us to miss

could the experience of carrying a child and enduring so much

could they both nearly lose

as they disappeared down the hallway and turned slowly, she

a ride for you," Timothy said. "Don't overthink things. Just get some rest. I'll keep you

"Thank you, Mr.

Kelvin's eye. He'll

any thoughts of how to handle Penelope, he

place, making sure

act like an easy-go-lucky

Timothy said, "Did you think I was all about jokes and

scoffed, lightly, "Until today, yeah, pretty

suit, and said, "It Seems that you've got me all

"Give you a little

you nearsighted or

Timothy's sudden question, Monica replied, "What do you mean? Have you ever seen me wearing glasses in all the years we've known each

for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next

why can't you see clearly?" Timothy teased. "How can you

right," Monica

The King Manor, feeling utterly

everything in perfect order; the calmness belied the

you're back," said the butler. "You

She nodded her agreement.

been drawn, and a fresh, clean nightgown had been

bedroom, Kelvin's

bed, a sudden sadness overwhelming her as tears streamed down her

between her and Kelvin

child, a sacrifice made to

Hating someone wasn't frightening,

was feeling both love and

not even being able

drifted to sleep in a haze, haunted

in

pick it up and

in a hotel room, Kelvin whispering,

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