His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 313

The hospital director and several top surgeons walked out of the room. Seeing Archer, they nodded respectfully.

"Mr. Vanderbilt, the cut on the child's forehead has been treated. There is no major danger, but she has a mild concussion. She's awake, but we need to keep her under observation for a few days."

Virginia, who had just arrived, finally felt her racing heart settle.

She glanced at the man who had just stood up straight, her eyes unreadable.

Archer repeatedly thanked the doctors, his voice carrying an unprecedented tremble. Even his normally towering frame was hunched, as if crushed under an invisible weight.

Sensing something, he turned his head. The moment he saw Virginia, a flash of pure panic broke through his usually stoic gaze.

Reeking of blood, he walked toward her and reached out, desperately wanting to touch her hand.

"Ginny..."

Virginia's face was utterly calm, her gaze distant and cold.

She took a half-step back, creating distance between them.

Archer's hand froze in mid-air, the panic in his eyes deepening into despair.

"I saw the video on my way here," Virginia said lightly, her flawless features devoid of any excess emotion.

Archer pulled his hand back, clenching it tightly at his side. "Toby's condition is terrible. If I had chosen Cindy, Toby would likely..."

"You made the right choice." Virginia cut him off, her voice entirely devoid of anger. There was only a chilling, absolute clarity.

"..." The rest of Archer's words lodged in his throat, his pupils trembling.

This version of Virginia made him feel an unprecedented terror.

Yet in that moment, he had been fully prepared to trade his own life to protect Cindy!

But facing someone as perfectly composed as Virginia, he found himself entirely unable to say those words.

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