Chapter 909 A Heartbeat of Hope
She had just spoken those words when she quickly added, “But… no sharing a bed, okay?”
Even though she knew Harvey couldn’t hear her right now, saying something like that out loud felt completely inappropriate
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She stood up and began pacing restlessly around the room.
“Dolores… what kind of thing is that to say?”
She pressed her palms to her face-it was burning hot.
Half an hour slipped by. After tucking the blanket around Harvey, she was about to leave when she noticed his heart rate on ti monitor suddenly spike, climbing higher until the machine let out a sharp, persistent alarm.
Startled, Dolores immediately hit the nurse call button.
“Harvey?
“Harvey, can you hear me?”
She glanced back at the monitor-the numbers had dropped back to normal.
Frowning, she muttered, “Is it broken?”
But everything seemed correctly connected.
Her eyes fell on the tangle of wires attached to his chest. Gently, she slipped her hand beneath his hospital gown and rested her palm over his heart, just as he had done with her hand once before.
His heartbeat felt steady and strong under her touch, his skin warm-almost feverish.
“Okay, still with us,” she whispered, letting out a shaky breath.
But then the monitor beeped again, and the alarm sounded once more in the quiet room.
This time, Dolores didn’t wait. She hurried out into the hallway just as the doctor was already striding toward her.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
“I’m not sure-the monitor keeps alarming.”
The doctor nodded calmly and began checking Harvey’s vitals. A nurse politely guided Dolores out and drew the curtain around the bed, blocking him from view.
Hands trembling, Dolores pulled her phone from her pocket, nearly dropping it in her nervousness.
She dialed Damian. “Damian… um… it’s about…”
Words tangled in her throat.
“Take a breath,” Damian’s voice was steady but tense. “What happened?”
“You need to come to the hospital.”
Damian hung up, exchanged a quick look with Isabelle, and grabbed his keys.
Nearby, Harold watched them rush out. He set down his fork, changed into a jacket, and followed without a word. Before leavin he leaned toward Claudia. “Stay here with Zander-I’ll be back soon.”
Claudia held their son a little tighter as she watched them go.
“Where’s Daddy going?” Zander asked, looking up.
“Work called,” Claudia replied softly, forcing a smile. “He’ll be home before you know it.”
Soon the doctor left, granting them extended visiting hours.
Dolores hadn’t noticed the three of them behind her. Once alone, she stepped closer to the glass window and stared at Harvey’s still form.
“If you don’t wake up soon,” she murmured under her breath, “my reputation’s going to be completely ruined. How am I supposed to date anyone after all this?”
She sighed softly and turned-only to find Damian, isabelle, and Harold lined up in the hallway, all watching her.
Dolores jumped, gripping her phone tighter. Her face flushed’deep red, and for a moment she couldn’t find any words.
Isabelle broke the silence gently. “Have you eaten breakfast yet?”
“No,” Dolores admitted-she hadn’t had an appetite, and had only picked at dinner the night before.
“Let’s take you to get something,” Isabelle offered.
“Okay,” Dolores said quietly. She glanced toward Damian and Harold. “Damian, I’ll just…”
“Go ahead,” Damian replied warmly. “You’ve been through a lot.”
Dolores’ blush didn’t fade. As she walked away, she caught Harold giving her a subtle, encouraging thumbs-up from behind
Damian’s back.
She shook her head slightly, feeling both embarrassed and unable to explain herself further.
Inside the elevator, Dolores finally let out a long, slow breath. Then she quietly pulled out her phone and sent Harold a text.
“It wasn’t like that-I was just checking his pulse.”

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