Chapter 783:

In the hospital room, Alicia was still under the effects of anesthesia from her surgery, lying peacefully unconscious. Only her pale, slender chin was visible beneath the swathes of bandages covering her face.

Caden sat at her bedside, half kneeling. Holding her hand and feeling its warmth brought his fraying nerves some solace. She was still alive. That fact alone was more important than anything else.

Cradling her hand against his cheek, Caden’s eyes dropped, and tears began to escape. He stared at a single tear in wonder. He hadn’t shed tears since his mother passed away. It wasn’t that men don’t cry; they just hadn’t been pushed to their limit—until now.

The soft sound of shifting fabric caught his attention. He looked up to see Alicia’s eyes fluttering open, red and fixed on him.

With Caden’s heart pounding and his voice rough and barely audible, he whispered, “Lucky.”

one that made him seem almost unrecognizable. His face was the same,

between them. It was as if her heart

and her eyelids began to droop once

on the baby,” she murmured

just an hour earlier. The tiny form, immersed in blood, had a heartbeat but was no larger than

family, the hospital preserved the fetus instead of disposing of it. By the time Caden saw the tiny body, its form was no longer recognizable, its features blurred. He stood there, stiff as a board,

become the Ward family’s pride and joy. His impulsive departure had

the room seemed to spin, Caden grabbed the doctor by the collar, his

the money I spent, how could you let this happen? Why couldn’t you save my

responding calmly, “Mr. Ward, it’s not that we lacked the means. We could have tried to save a two-month-old fetus in an incubator. But the

longer burning with pride or fury but subdued, as if quelled by an inner

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