I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 267

“Amputate?!”

My mind went blank. A wave of powerlessness, fear, and guilt washed over me, so overwhelming that I nearly collapsed. I braced myself against the back of the sofa, my fingertips instantly turning ice-cold, a chill that spread through my entire body.

“Rachel, they can’t amputate his leg. You know how much his legs mean to him. If he loses one, he might… he might not be able to go on.” My voice cracked. “And… and it might be my fault. He was looking for me when it happened…”

Horace had been on the phone with me last night when Steven smashed my phone, cutting off our conversation. He must have thought something terrible had happened to me and rushed out to find me. That’s why he never answered when I called back.

And I had just assumed he was busy with training, completely oblivious to the fact that he was fighting for his life.

There was a heavy silence on the other end of the line, and then I heard Rachel’s sharp intake of breath, as if she were trying to hold back a torrent of emotion. “Don’t blame yourself for everything. Horace is an adult. Whatever he does, he does of his own free will. You are his most… Just don’t let him down.”

Rachel didn’t understand. I owed Horace more than she could ever imagine.

In my past life, he had died for me. He had died right in front of my eyes, trying to protect me. The memory was so traumatic that I had been afraid to get close to him in this life. I had thought that this time, I would be the one to protect him. But once again, he was hurt because of me…

I was numb, my body chilled to the bone. But in the depths of my fear, a strange clarity emerged.

“I have the contact information for his previous specialist. Everyone said he would never walk again, but after a year of rehabilitation, he did. Give me the number for the production team. Maybe there’s still a chance.”

She understood immediately. “Ms. Jones, I understand. Horace was my patient, and I am fond of him. I am willing to help. I can’t fly back right now, and his condition is critical, but if you give me the contact information for his current doctors, I can consult with them via video call during the surgery. I will do everything I can to help him.”

Tears of relief streamed down my face. “Thank you, Dr. Millian, thank you so much. I’ll send you the doctors’ number right away.”

“Ms. Jones,” she added, her voice serious, “there is something more pressing you need to do first. Horace terminated his care with my hospital without proper procedure, which means I cannot access his medical records. Before I can consult with his new doctors, you need to clear the way. In short, however you arranged for his admission last time, you need to do it again. Only then will I have the authorization to assist.”

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