“What did the doctor say?”
As Zachary’s wife cum able aide, it was natural for Charlotte to manage all household matters when he had his plate full.
“Not good.” Raina’s forehead creased even more. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t have disturbed you.”
“Let’s go have a look at him.”
Charlotte hurried into the ICU and was met by the doctor-in-charge. The latter greeted her, “Ms. Lindberg.”
“How is he?” Charlotte was extremely worried.
“Things aren’t going too well for Mr. Spencer…”
The doctor went on to explain his health condition. Charlotte listened to him attentively without noticing a pair of eyes were watching her from the corner of the hallway…
“That’s the current update. I’m afraid he only has a couple more days to live,” the doctor announced.
“Oh my…” Charlotte sighed and then turned to give Morgan an instruction. “Get someone to notify Mr. Nacht now.”
“Duly noted.” Morgan left to carry out her duty.
“May I go in and see him?” Charlotte asked the doctor.
“For sure.” He nodded. “Let me lead you to change into the isolation gown first.”
“Thank you.”
After getting herself changed, Charlotte entered Spencer’s ward.
It had only been half a month since she last saw him, but she could not really recognize Spencer. He looked as thin as a rake and extremely frail. He lay on the bed with his eyes half-opened. His gaze was fixated on the entrance as if he was waiting for someone.
“Mr. Spencer.” Charlotte leaned forward and uttered softly, “Zachary is busy with a product launch event lately. I’ve sent someone to notify him. Don’t worry, he will be here in a jiffy.”
Upon hearing the last line, Spencer blinked his eyes. Lo and behold, he wanted to see Zachary just once more.
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