Chapter 620

The doctor removed his surgical mask, his face filled with regret. “The elderly lady already had a heart condition, and with the added shock, we did our best…”

David heard that and stood frozen in place, not daring to ask the next question.

Lysander’s body jolted violently, his handsome face taut and stern, his eyes narrowing.

Thalassa, who was sitting on the ground, her throat still aching, heard the doctor’s words. Her rapid breathing stopped abruptly, her mind going blank as she stared at the doctor with wide eyes.

What did he mean by “did our best”?

Did it mean that Lysander’s grandmother had passed away?

Feeling the weight of the atmosphere, the doctor somberly advised, “Prepare for the funeral. Let the old lady rest in peace.”

After saying that, the doctor left.

a few seconds before mechanically turning to look at Lysander. His tall figure was rigid, a melancholic and dark aura radiating around

side, clenched tightly into a fist, veins bulging on the back of his hand, his eyes filled with confusion, pain,

feeling as if it was being torn apart. She was lost, in pain, and panicked.

Sybil lay on it, her eyes tightly

heavy steps towards her, his deep eyes fixed on Grandma Sybil, his cheeks stiff with suppressed pain.

his

at Sybil lying on the bed. “Sybil, what’s wrong? It’s me. Open your eyes and look at

me…”

at home that day. As soon as he heard that Sybil had been rushed to the hospital, he rushed

through the silence,

His cloudy

eternity as his

strength left Zephyr’s body,

long arms caught his grandfather, providing him

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