Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 229

Chapter 229

Before she could finish her sentence, Everett hung up the phone and turned to face her.

His voice was steady but cold. "Grandpa's in critical condition. We need to get to the hospital."

Selena was taken aback. Just three days ago, she had visited Josh at the hospital, and he seemed to be doing fine. How could things have gotten so bad so quickly...

Now wasn't the time for questions, though. They both quickly changed and rushed out the door, heading to the hospital.

Everett was unusually silent on the drive, his foot pressing hard on the gas pedal as they weaved through traffic at breakneck speed.

Even though his face was a mask, showing no signs of what he was feeling, Selena could sense Everett's anxiety.

Her heart ached in response.

At a red light, she gently placed her hand over his, speaking softly, "Don't worry, it's going to be okay."

as he glanced at Selena,

could they possibly do in the face of life and death? Yet, oddly enough, they did

road, though unaware that something had quietly

above the operating room

his pockets, listening as the nurse updated him on

fine before bed last night and even sang a bit of opera. His routine

days ago, but I've been following the meal plan strictly. I'm not sure why he

slight

and with Josh's health

door, where Josh had been for hours. Everett pressed his lips tightly together. His brow furrowed with

of worry

en

cigarettes, placing one between his lips, ready to light it. But catching sight of Selena

smoke," he said softly, giving Selena's head a gentle pat

figure retreat

understood the turmoil he was feeling, the anxiety of possibly losing someone so dear,

her hands supporting her forehead, Selena felt

her like his own granddaughter, and she felt the same way. If he didn't pull through this... she couldn't bear to think about