No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 390

I clasped his hand, silently offering my strength.

Dr. Yates had said the surgery would take at least six hours, and by the third hour of waiting with Ernest, he suddenly got a nosebleed.

It was clearly stress-induced, a clear sign of how much he cared for Susie.

"I'll go get you some water," I said, realizing we hadn't had a sip in three hours.

Even the night before, when Susie was fasting for the surgery, Ernest had abstained from eating in solidarity.

"I'm fine. You should go take a break. Come back later," Ernest insisted, always looking out for me even at a time like this.

I nodded and headed to the hospital's convenience store for water.

On my way back, I spotted Mack leaning against a wall near the surgery rooms, lost in thought.

Remembering the scene in the ward two days earlier, I knew Judie must have passed, and he shouldn't still be here.

Yet, there he was.

Looking around, this floor was filled with operating rooms. Was another family member of his ill? Or had there been some miracle with Judie?

The latter thought quickened my pulse. I approached him, "Mack."

He looked up, a fleeting panic in his eyes, "Hey."

Mack looked even more gaunt than he had two days ago, painfully so.

I tightened my grip on the bottled water, "What are you doing here? Is someone in surgery?"

Mack straightened up, dark circles and a hint of red in his eyes suggesting he'd been crying.

He didn't answer, so I ventured, "Is it about Judie? Has... everything not been settled?"

I hoped for a miracle but knew that was fanciful thinking.

"It's done," Mack's voice was hoarse.

"Then why are you still here?" I gestured to the surrounding operating rooms.

Something flitted across his eyes, "I was waiting for you."