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?"

already assessed Selena, his face tense, 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 heavy with concern. "We need to decide quickly, for the mother

Callum a consent form. Selena, while still conscious earlier, had authorized Dr. Campbell to sign for her if things took a

a doctor, familiar with life and death, he found

of driftwood in

blurry as they were,

outline.

she gripped Callum's hand, "Dr. Campbell, save my... baby,

eyes turned red with emotion,

want the baby, the baby..." Selena held his hand tightly, her blood staining his skin, while his

tear-filled eyes, at her pale, determined face,