Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire

Chapter 335

It looked like there had been a car accident, someone had been hit. Everett's dark eyes scanned the scene, but the crowd was so thick, forming a human wall, making it impossible to see the injured person or what was happening inside. For some reason, a heaviness

settled in his chest. As the light turned green, Everett snapped back to reality, hit the gas, and sped away.

An ambulance pulled up, and paramedics carefully attended to Selena, placing her on a stretcher and loading her into the vehicle. Being pregnant and seemingly on the brink of labor, they had to handle her with extra care. Luckily, they found her phone and called her most recent contact to get the details before rushing her to Heartfelt Hospital.

Callum had been up all night, just wrapping up work and heading back to his office for a quick rest when the news about Selena hit him. He jumped to his feet and bolted towards the surgery room. Normally composed and courteous, Callum was now in a frenzy, almost stumbling as he ran.

When he got there, Selena was drenched in blood, barely hanging on as doctors and nurses wheeled her towards the operating room.

"Selena!" Callum rushed to her side, his voice cracking with emotion. "How is she?"

brows knitted tightly. "Mr. Thompson, sticking to the original delivery plan gives us a fifty-fifty chance, but now... I can't be sure," he said, his voice

had authorized Dr. Campbell to sign for her if things took

a doctor, familiar with life and death, he found himself

a lone piece of driftwood in a vast sea. Drawing on some hidden reserve of strength,

blurry as they were, to make out

outline.

had, she gripped Callum's hand, "Dr. Campbell, save my... baby, you have to...

red with emotion,

want the baby, the baby..." Selena held his

pale, determined