Divorce Failed! My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 185

Andres asked, "If we keep going with conservative treatment, how long can her legs hold out?"

The doctor considered, then answered, "No more than two months."

Meaning: within two months, if Andres still couldn't bring himself to set a surgery date, Sofia's life would be in danger.

Andres dipped his head. "Give me a few days to think. I'll get back to you once I've decided."

These doctors were elite—trained under the White family's system—and they also worked at a major private hospital owned by the family.

After the car accident, Sofia developed a deep hatred for hospitals.

So Andres had installed a full set of medical facilities and diagnostic equipment at the estate, monitoring her condition at all times.

When the doctors filed out, Andres lifted his mother into her wheelchair and pushed her back toward the main residence bedroom.

White Manor sat in a quieter part of Aethelburg, tucked among hills and water, with air that felt cleaner than the rest of the city.

The estate sprawled across acres, grand and imposing, almost regal.

From above, the whole place looked like something untouched by the modern world—an earthly paradise.

Servants moved everywhere. Pavilions and terraces were arranged with careful beauty.

Every few steps, staff paused to greet Andres with quiet, practiced respect. This was where he'd been born. Where he'd grown up.

On the way, Sofia broke the silence between them herself.

"If there's no other choice," she said quietly, "then saw them off."

Andres's hand tightened on the wheelchair handle. He smiled as if it were nothing. "I asked the doctor. It's not at the worst point yet."

"We'll keep trying conservative treatment a little longer. Maybe… maybe we'll get a miracle."

But inside, he was reminding himself of the only truth that mattered:

He had to find the Shadow Healer.

He had two months left.

Sofia saw the stubborn resolve in her son's eyes. She also knew how much he'd carried since the accident.

"Andres," she said softly, "these days… I've made things hard for you."

Mercy?

Not a chance.

Sofia understood that his position—his identity—dictated the kind of fate waiting for him.

A soft-hearted man couldn't sit in the White family's seat.

She patted the back of his hand. "As your mother, all I want is for you to live—healthy and whole."

Andres smiled. "For the sake of keeping what's ours out of other people's hands, I'll do my best to stay alive."

Then, as if something had just occurred to him, Andres asked about the past.

"Ten years ago… did my dad run into something serious?"

Sofia looked confused. "Ten years ago? What happened to him?"

His father had protected her too well. She truly hadn't noticed a thing.

Andres briefly explained the forced marriage between him and Maeve, and what Master Moreno had told him about the events back then.