Farewell To My Endless Love novel Chapter 468

Caroline's POV:

Charles was wheeled into the emergency room at once.

With a heavy heart, I watched the door of the emergency room close.

Silently, I prayed for Charles' safety.

'Charles, you have to survive this. I still have a lot of things to say to you. What am I supposed to do if you die?'

At long last, the Moores arrived.

Apprehension was written all over their faces.

"How is Charles doing? How did the car accident even happen?" Alice held my arm as tears ran down her cheeks.

"Raina suddenly came out of nowhere and tried to run me and my kids over. Luckily, Charles pushed us away, but he..." I couldn't finish my explanation, and I felt so sorry for what happened to Charles.

I should be the one lying inside the operating room.

Right now, it felt like my heart was being jabbed with thousands of sharp thorns, causing me an insurmountable amount of pain.

I had to bite my lip just to hold back my tears.

"Raina again? Why is she doing this to us? All we've ever shown her is kindness, and yet she keeps trying to make our lives hell over and over!" Chloe said through gritted teeth. I could see the hatred in her eyes.

"The police have arrested her already. Don't worry about Charles. He's going to be fine. He's a fighter, after all," I replied, trying to alleviate their worries.

My eyes were locked on the door, and I couldn't avert my gaze from it for even a second.

I prayed to God over and over, hoping that he would be kind enough to grant my wish.

But the longer the operation dragged on, the more anxious I became.

At this time, the door of the operating room was opened.

Soon, the doctor came out.

I sprang to my feet and approached him hurriedly.

"Doctor, is Charles okay?"

Alice and the others also looked at the doctor with worried eyes.

"None of the patient's vital organs got hit, and I'm glad to tell you that our operation was a success!"

Having heard the doctor's response, I breathed a sigh of relief.

All the tears that I had been holding back finally burst forth.

Not long after, the medical staff wheeled Charles out.

He was lying flat on the bad; his face was deathly pale.

I touched his face with my trembling fingers.

"Charles," I muttered.

His eyes were closed and his lips were trembling. It seemed that he couldn't utter a single word at the moment.

Seeing him at this fragile state broke my heart.

"The patient needs to rest," said the doctor.

Once we were at the ward, Charles fell into a deep sleep.

I sat beside his bed, waiting until it was midnight.

He was in a terrible state, and even his breathing was awfully faint.

I held his hand as tight as I could, thanking God for letting Charles survive.

It made me so glad that he was out of danger and had come back to me.

All of a sudden, my phone rang.

The moment I saw the caller ID, I didn't have the courage to answer.