After Naylor set Henry down, the boy walked straight toward Jessica.

Jessica was leaning against the wall, her gaze fixed anxiously on the doors to the operating room. She was silently praying that Timothy's surgery would go

smoothly.

The last thing she wanted was to owe him such a life-altering debt.

All her attention was wrapped around the worries in her heart.

Suddenly, a small, warm hand slipped into hers.

Glancing to her side, she saw Henry looking up at her with innocent, searching eyes.

His expression was riddled with guilt, uncertainty, and a hint of fear.

Henry was afraid she might push him away.

The look in her son's eyes made Jessica's heart soften.

didn't say a word or pull away. She simply let Henry hold her hand

them. The sight of mother and son standing together

powerful-just like siblings separated for years, not recognizing each other at first, but still drawn together by something

He'd never actually seen Jessica and Henry together before; this was his first time, and the image unsettled him. It was as if Jessica and Henry, standing hand in hand,

quite explain why he felt this way, but

his childhood engagement to Jessica

Jessica had already made her choice all those

gnawed at

he lost to

have that he

before

passing second an ordeal for

that if he spoke, Jessica would snap out

there, how long it had been since he and his

nor short, lasted about three hours. At last, the doors to

utterly exhausted. He had led the operation as chief surgeon—a renowned neurologist, with a team of other specialists assisting.

pulled off his mask, about to speak, when he suddenly collapsed.

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