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.

Lysander. His tall

the back of

heart feeling as if it was being torn apart. She was

nurse wheeled out a medical bed. Grandma Sybil lay on it, her eyes tightly shut. Her wise, artistic face was then

took heavy steps towards her, his deep eyes fixed on Grandma Sybil, his cheeks stiff

the emergency room corridor, his

his aged face trembling as he looked at Sybil lying

me…”

that Sybil had been rushed to the hospital, he rushed back as fast as

voice broke through the silence,

cloudy eyes quickly filled with

felt like an eternity as his heavy hand reached Sybil’s nose. There was no

strength left Zephyr’s body, and

long arms caught his

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