Their voices trembled with panic as they stared helplessly at Helena.
She didn't buy a single word of it.
"That day... was he already dead?"
"When he died, was he in distress? Did he suffer?"
Helena interrogated them, her emotional state spiraling out of control.
The sheer intensity of her devastation triggered a violent physical reaction.
Combined with her previous pregnancy complications, her body simply couldn't handle the stress.
Suddenly, her cerclage gave way.
A massive hemorrhage began instantly.
"Ms. Wallace!" the nurses gasped in horror.
"Hurry! Page the doctor! Call Mr. Hayes!" one of them shrieked.
Helena collapsed, her legs giving out beneath her.
As blood poured from her, the baby inside her womb began to thrash in distress.
Her water broke, rushing down her legs and mixing with the pooling crimson.
Her stomach visibly contracted, the outline of the struggling child becoming agonizingly clear.
Yet, her grip remained clamped like a vice around the nurse's arm.
"Tell me... is Wynn dead?" she wheezed, stubbornly clinging to the truth.
The nurse's face was drained of blood, terrified by the gruesome scene.
She wouldn't dare utter another word.
The on-call doctor sprinted down the hallway the moment the code was called.
They hurled Helena onto a gurney and raced her toward the emergency operating room.
Anyone with eyes could see the grim reality.
There was no way the baby was going to make it.
Helena wasn't going to get a lucky break this time.
The tension in the ward had reached a suffocating peak.
Meanwhile—
Sebastian found Janetta.
He spotted her standing alone in the corridor.
She remained completely still, her gaze fixed sharply on him.
The eerie calmness radiating from her sent a heavy wave of unease crashing over him.
Keeping his composure, he closed the distance between them.
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