Mr. CEO Your Wife Has Wanted a Divorce for a Long Time (by Zora Pradeep) novel Chapter 490

**Freedom 490**

As the eldest member in the room, Jason took it upon himself to break the heavy silence that had settled. He cleared his throat, his voice steady yet warm. “Thank you for bringing Isabella here. You’ve both been standing for quite a while now; I can only imagine how exhausted you must be. It’s best you head home and get some rest.”

Before Franklin had the chance to respond, Isabella, with her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability, stepped forward and wrapped her arms tightly around Maggie. “I don’t want to go. Mom, please, I want to stay with you.” Her voice trembled slightly, revealing the depth of her feelings.

Earlier, when Old Mrs. Miller had been rushed into the emergency room, a palpable tension had gripped everyone present. Isabella, despite her youth, had sensed the gravity of the situation. The fear that clung to Maggie like a shadow seemed to resonate deeply within her, compelling Isabella to remain close, as if her presence could somehow shield her mother from the storm of worry.

Maggie looked down at Isabella, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions. The innocence in her daughter’s upturned gaze, brimming with anxiety and a fierce attachment, made it difficult for her to respond. She gently cupped Isabella’s small, delicate face in her hands, her thumb brushing against the soft skin. “Sweetheart, I need to stay here at the hospital to take care of your great-grandmother. I’ll be too busy to look after you properly. It’s best if you go home with your dad for now.”

Isabella’s face fell slightly, but she nodded slowly, the resolve in her voice returning. “…Okay. Then I’ll come back tomorrow to see you and great-grandma.” Her determination was evident, even as she reluctantly accepted the situation.

“Alright,” Maggie replied softly, her heart aching a little more.

She then turned her attention to Franklin, her expression shifting to one of quiet urgency. “Please, take her home.”

Franklin, understanding the weight of the moment, didn’t argue or offer any unnecessary comments. He simply nodded and asked, “Should we tell Grandma?”

Maggie shook her head gently, a flicker of concern crossing her features.

Old Mrs. Wilson was not in good health either. Even if they informed her, all it would do is plunge her into a state of helpless worry. There was no point in adding to her burdens.

Franklin caught her gaze and understood immediately. He nodded to Jason, then took Isabella’s hand, leading her away as they exited the hospital, leaving Maggie behind with the unsettling atmosphere.

Inside the hospital, the situation remained critical. Old Mrs. Miller’s condition was precarious, and Maggie, alongside Jason, spent what felt like an eternity conversing with the doctor, trying to grasp the full extent of her grandmother’s health crisis. After their discussion, Maggie felt the need for support and reached out to Yulia.

Yulia was preoccupied and didn’t see the missed call and messages until half an hour later. “I understand,” she said, her voice steady and reassuring. “I’ll reach out to a few specialists for you. Maggie, don’t panic. She will be alright.”

Not long after Maggie ended the call, a team arrived at the hospital, announcing their purpose was to review her grandmother’s case. The quick response took Maggie by surprise, and she found herself repeatedly expressing her gratitude. After consulting with the attending physician, two additional doctors, both highly regarded specialists in respiratory medicine and geriatrics, arrived, having rushed over specifically to assess the old lady’s condition.

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