Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 651

An hour later, the light above the operating room finally went out.

The doors swung open.

Stewart rushed forward before anyone else. "How's Bryn?"

Stella, who'd been crouched in the hallway for so long that her legs had gone numb, tried to stand but couldn't quite get up.

"She's out of immediate danger." Dr. Cedric Clarke removed his surgical mask and hurried over to help Stella to her feet. Seeing how swollen and red her eyes were from crying, he let out a weary sigh. "She'll need to stay in the hospital for a while."

Stella clung desperately to his hand. "Will she recover? Cedric, you're the best there is. Tell me you can fix this. Please."

"I'll do everything I can," Cedric replied gently. He knew exactly what Stella wanted to hear, but as a doctor, he couldn't make promises he couldn't keep.

After so many years of marriage, Stella understood the real meaning behind Cedric's words.

He would do his best-but there were no guarantees.

Tears streamed down her cheeks again. "Why does this keep happening to Bryn? Why is she always the unlucky one?"

"Star, I know you're upset, but you need to stop crying. Your eyes are badly swollen, and if you get too worked up, your mom will have words for you when she comes back-"

arm in frustration. "Cedric, do you have any heart at all? Your son can have

her, but instead,

what's done is done. Crying won't change it. Right now, the most

this, Stella fell silent, her sobs ceasing

rare..." she whispered, her despair deepening. "It's hard enough

difficult with a rare blood type, but there are cases-recent

had leukemia too... Everyone thought she wouldn't make it, but somehow

So don't lose hope.

Bryn's case

registry right

connections, too.

a

tears away and turned to look

had been silent the entire

asked softly, "Do you have any contacts who might

out the word," Stewart said, his voice tow but steady. "Jonah's on his way, too. Cedric, maybe you and he can work

"I'll do everything

pulled out his phone. "I'll call Mr. Delaney and update him-he's

the hall, phone pressed to his ear, disappearing into the