Game Over No Second Chances

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

"Drink some warm water," Zach said. "Wendy hasn't woken up yet, and I can't leave her side. Rena, be good. I'm exhausted. Stop making a fuss, alright?"

With that, he ended the call.

Upon hearing the dull beep of the disconnected line, Serena felt her eyes burn with unshed tears.

Years ago, when she had gastric perforation, Zach had held her in his arms and cried for a long time after she woke up from surgery.

She still remembered how he had knelt beside her hospital bed-a man so tall yet curled up like a lost, helpless dog. He had buried his face in her neck, his voice hoarse with anguish.

"Rena, it hurts. Every second you were in that operating room, I felt like I was being torn apart. Do you know? You are my life."

That same man, who once treated her as his whole world, now dismissed her pain as nothing more than a childish tantrum.

When disappointment turned into despair, there was nothing left to feel. Clenching her teeth, she endured the agony long enough to dial 911.

By the time she was taken out of the ambulance, the pain had nearly made her lose consciousness. Through the haze, she heard a familiar voice.

"Wendy, are you cold? Hold onto my neck."

She struggled to turn her head.

Through the gaps between the bustling medical staff, she caught sight of Zach. Dressed in a black dress shirt, he strode forward quickly, his tall frame exuding urgency.

Wendy was wrapped in a gray blanket, her delicate hands clinging to his neck as she nestled against his chin. She whispered something, and he lowered his head with a soft, affectionate smile.

The hospital corridor was chaotic, but in his eyes, there was only Wendy.

Serena watched as he shielded her, carefully helping her into a car.

She watched as the familiar Cayenne sped away.

Lying on the cold examination table, Serena shivered. Her sweat-soaked clothes clung to her, sending chills deep into her bones.

She numbly went through the treatment.

inserted down her throat. The discomfort made her retch

hospital room and hooked

bed while chatting with another nurse. "Do you know who that couple in the ER

guy was really handsome,"

Zach Foster, CEO

wiping that woman's face and hands, doting on

called to the VIP suite. That woman had a severe asthma attack and had to be put on a ventilator. Mr. Foster was so distressed, his

wearing pajamas.

around herself, but

a kind suggestion. "Miss, you should call a family member. With your condition, you need someone to take care

smile. "He's busy.

nurse didn't say anything else. She simply closed the door and left. From the hallway, a soft

One's suffering alone with a gastric perforation, and no one cares. The other? An asthma attack

slowly closed her

she

woke up the next morning, sunlight was already streaming through the window. She suddenly

WhatsApp was flooded with unread messages-all

to Ms. Jansen's disinfectant spray, Zach's

me. You should eat more. Zach likes it when he

3:00 am now. Bet you never thought I'd be the first one to sleep

chicken soup. He searched

very bottom was

briefs lay discarded on the floor, tangled with a wrinkled pair of pink lace

had never

last night, they still had

How... passionate.

her chest. She swallowed her

acidic, but at least the pain had dulled. However,

wall, she walked to the nurse's station and insisted

cab, her phone rang. Zach's name flashed on the

now. I sent Morton to pick

matter what had happened, she would always be waiting for his

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