He Never Loved Me Until the Day I Finally Left Him novel Chapter 411

"Mrs. Hayes," the nurse called out carefully to Helena.

Helena hummed in acknowledgment but didn't say anything else.

The transplant specialist walked over. "Mrs. Hayes, you were unconscious, and combined with your high fever, your cornea became slightly inflamed. We've treated it for now. We can remove the bandages in two or three days, and you'll be perfectly fine."

The doctor spoke with practiced ease, clearly trying to soothe her.

Helena lowered her head, met only by pitch blackness.

Shrouded in darkness, no one could read her expression.

The atmosphere in the hospital room grew tense.

That tension held until she finally broke the silence with a chillingly detached question. "Will I still be able to see?"

The single question caught both the doctor and the nurse off guard.

It felt as if she already knew the truth, but bound by their instructions, they could only stand there in awkward silence.

"Of course you will," the doctor quickly assured her.

"It's just a minor inflammation. The bandages are purely for protection. Why wouldn't you be able to see?" He kept his tone light and cheerful.

Helena offered no response.

The specialist's words struck her as deeply odd.

Logically, since she had given her cornea to Janetta, she shouldn't have any vision left.

But there was no reason for a medical professional to outright lie to her about something so easily verifiable.

Unless, of course, she wasn't meant to live long enough to see the bandages come off.

That dark thought settled heavily over her, making her even quieter.

Since she didn't speak, the medical staff didn't dare to breathe a word either.

They were terrified of letting something slip.

Finally, she shattered the quiet once more. "Can you tell me how my daughter is doing?"

She didn't even need to elaborate.

After all, the entire hospital was whispering about this twisted love triangle.

And everyone knew about the poor baby, treated as nothing more than a tool to secure an inheritance, artificially kept alive.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hayes. That's being handled by the pediatrics department, so I don't have the details," the doctor replied apologetically.

Pity flashed in his eyes as he looked at her.

Nobody could stomach the thought of their own child being used as a pawn.

But she also knew she was trapped in this bed for now.

More than anything, she feared that acting on impulse might bring devastating consequences down on her baby.

Ultimately, she forced herself to stay put.

The room sank back into a profound silence.

After finishing her examination, the doctor calmly took his leave.

A nurse remained stationed in the room, keeping watch in case of any complications.

Sebastian had stopped by before Helena woke up, but he had swiftly moved on to check on Janetta.

Janetta had also been wheeled out of the operating room, finishing about an hour after Helena.

Her procedure had been vastly more complicated than Helena's.

The moment the doors opened, her doctor hurried over to Sebastian.

"Mr. Hayes, Ms. Ramirez's transplant was a complete success. Once her vision is restored and she's stabilized, we can proceed with her brain surgery," the surgeon reported efficiently.

"How long will that take?" Sebastian asked, his tone unreadable.

"Roughly a month," the doctor replied.