His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 237

For the past few days, Archer had moved his entire office to the small waiting room outside Virginia's ward so he could take better care of her.

One evening, just as he finished an international conference call, the attending physician walked in, looking grim, holding the latest CT scans.

"Mr. Vanderbilt." He looked troubled. "The blood clot in Ms. Caldwell's brain is pressing on a nerve. If she doesn't wake up by the end of this week... it's highly likely she will remain in a vegetative state."

Archer stiffened on the couch, unable to snap out of his daze even long after the doctor had sighed and left.

He had no idea how much time had passed before the door opened again. Helena Vanderbilt walked in carrying a thermos.

When she noticed a stray white hair at her son's temple, her heart ached, and her eyes filled with tears.

She sniffled, fought back the urge to cry, walked over, and patted his shoulder.

"Archer, don't push yourself so hard. Virginia is a good person. She'll pull through; she will wake up. You need to take care of yourself, so she doesn't see you like this when she opens her eyes."

Lately, she had been keeping Cindy with her. No one dared to tell the little girl what had really happened; they just told her Virginia was away on a business trip.

Archer's pupils trembled. He lowered his head, rested his face in his hands, and spoke with an agonizingly hoarse voice.

"Mom, I never got the chance to tell her..."

Tell her that he had regretted everything for a long time.

The next day, Archer brought Miles Sutton to the hospital.

"Brother, why did you bring me here?" Miles, wearing an oversized trendy hoodie, scratched his head in complete confusion.

"I want you to see someone."

Archer's eyes flickered slightly as he pushed open the door to the room.

Miles walked in, his gaze falling on the woman in the hospital bed, an oxygen mask covering her face.

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