Married To My Ex-Husband’s Rival by Jobet GraySon

Chapter 1125

Third–Person Pov

Richard sat on the cold, sterile floor outside the door of the hospital room where Amber was, his heart heavy with fear and uncertainty. The news of her accident had shattered his world, and the suddenness of it all left him reeling in disbelief. He could still feel the panic that had surged through him when he received the dreadful call, his entire being consumed by a single thought:

Amber.

As he sat there, the sound of hushed voices and beeping machines from inside the room seemed to mock him. His hands clenched into fists, his knuckles white with tension, as he tried to push back the

rising tide of dread that threatened to engulf him.

In just these few months, Amber had become his everything, his entire world, and the reason for his being. The mere thought of losing her was a nightmare too terrible to contemplate, and he knew that he’d lose all purpose in life should anything happen to her.

He closed his eyes, trying to block out the noises that surrounded him, trying to calm the storm of emotions that raged inside him. But it was no use; the image of Amber’s smiling face, her laughter ringing in his ears, was a stark contrast to the sterile hospital environment that now held her.

He was informed when he arrived that she wasn’t in the operating room but that the doctors could end up transferring her to the OR if her condition worsened or if the need arose for whatever reason.

With a heavy sigh, he opened his eyes and glanced down the hallway, his gaze landing on every one of the closed doors. The minutes stretched on like eternity, each passing second feeling like a lifetime as he waited for any news or sign of hope. He knew that the longer the doctor took, the greater the possibility of something being seriously wrong, and that scared him more than anything.

He could vividly recall the moment he had rushed out of his office, the world around him a blur of motion and chaos. The sound of his own frantic heartbeat drummed in his ears, a rhythm of fear and desperation. He remembered stumbling to his car, his hands shaking so violently that he could hardly grip the steering wheel. In the end, he had to hand the keys to a company driver because his mind was too clouded with worry to even start the car.

The drive to the hospital had been a blur, each passing moment a painful reminder of the uncertainty

of Amber’s condition. And as he pulled into the hospital parking lot, his heart sank at the sight of

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Richard catapulted himself off the

nurse emerged from the room, Richard’s eyes bore into the doctor, desperation vivid in his eyes.

Is she okay?” Richard’s words tumbled out in a rush, his voice

softened as he motioned for Richard to calm down. “Mr.

tensed, his heart in his throat, as he pleaded with the doctor. “I can’t

she’s of Doctor. Please tell

the nurse before turning back to Richard. “You need

sir. Please

dread and hope swirling in his chest, Richard trailed after

as he

sight

awake, her eyes bright and alert as

at him. Richard’s eyes widened in astonishment, his mind struggling to process the sight before him. He blinked as if to confirm that

is this real? Is she really…?” Richard stammered, his voice barely

a soft chuckle, the sound music to Richard’s ears. “What, did you think you’d

sane wife so easily?”

and well. Without a second thought, he closed the distance between them in a single stride, enveloping her in a tight,

“Easy there, tiger. I’m not exactly in peak condition here,” she teased, her voice laced

back as if burned, guilt etching lines on his face. “I’m

see you like

his gaze to the doctor, his eyes pleading for affirmation. “Is she

to he