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ors slid open w
ly gripped the handle of a thermal lunch box. She spent an entire morning carefully simmering beef stew, the rich
Hope trembled in her chest like a fragile bird, and she desperately wanted to protect it. Today, she
k, heavy oak, seemingly able to absorb all sound and light. But today, one of
must have know
from within-low, with a chilling calm. It wasn't the voice he usual
ets nothing. Not a single cent, not even a stock
ust inches from the wooden door.
yer answering. "Mr. Knight, considering Mrs. Knight's current ...... Condition..the office. That voice made th
ild belongs to the Knight family. This woman is someone you ca
. Her legs went weak. She leaned against the cold wall to support
harsh Arctic cold into something like warmth. That
es, it's almost over...... I promise. Mrs.
li
ounded the
It didn't break; instead, it landed on the thick carpet
to breathe, and black dots began to throb before her eyes. She screamed, letting out a choked, hoarse sound. Her legs went weak, and she grip
or was sudden
tte. He looked down at her, his handsome face showing no worry, only pure, undisguised anger. His e
ads congealed on her forehead, sticking a few strands of hair to her face. Sh
s if she were something unclean. This refusal hurt h
He didn't even glance at her as he spoke. "Bring medical staff to senior m
ang again. He turned his back to her, walked
y. Just a small
nger than the last, dragging her into the abyss. Hot, silent tears streamed from the corners of her eyes,
alypse. When medical staff arrived, they found her ne
cap
merciless white. She lay on a stretcher, hurriedly pushed through the corridors of Manha
ping!" A voice shouted. "We m
d eyes and a stern mouth leaned over her. Dr. Fletcher
eve of his surgical gown, so strong that even she d
"He wants to take my child away. Don't let him succeed. Ple
What he saw was not the wife of a billionaire, but a
." He p
sted the anesthesia-she needed to stay awake, to be sure. The scalpel cut her ski
broke the te
y, almost secretly, handed the swaddled bab
eling continued. Confusion ripp
y-this time weak
in
anxiously. "I'm out of oxygen. Send him to t
e world began to spin. The steady beep from Enola'
ily!" We're abo
led chaos. Alarms blared, orders echoed o
t the one he was referring to wasn't the one the nurse had brought. Another intravenous infusion line
im a form clipped to the
the operating room d
r unlit between his fingers. He didn't pace back and forth, just waiti
surgical mask from his face. His expression was
t. Some ...... have appeared. Unexpected comp
d. The fingers holding the cigar tightened-this was the only sign of his reacti
lmly. "It's a boy. He was in the neonatal intensi
ass, he looked at the small, fragile baby inside the incubator-the little one's tiny body was ta
turned
his assistant, who suddenly appeared bes
unit, away from the operating room of the woman who had just "die
late at night, the
his rubber-soled shoes making no sound. He took a service elevator down to the
to the back of a waiti
te shee
y weak, with an intravenous IV tube still taped to her arm. But she is still alive
looked from Fletcher at the child in her arms, her expression mixed with deep gratitude and hea
He stuffed a thick stack of cash and a p
tly. "Don't look back.
ar drove away from the roadside, its headlights goin
n its place, a new p
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