My best friend is marrying my husband novel Chapter 49

Evan’s surgery went smoothly.

Two hours later, he was wheeled into the isolation ward.

Seeing his small body still under anesthesia, Diana finally couldn’t hold back her tears.

Her slender hand pressed against the glass, as if trying to touch her child through it.

Watching her like this, Charles Foster felt an ache rise in his chest–an ache so sharp it clawed its way up to his throat.

His eyes reddened, and his voice turned low, as if suppressing a tremor.

“Don’t cry. The surgery went well–that’s good news.”

“Evan will need to stay in the sterile ward for a while. I’ve arranged for the best specialists to care for him. You’ve had a rough few days… Let me take you home so you can get some rest–okay?”

Diana wiped her tears and tilted her head, still effortlessly graceful.

“Okay. Wait for me–I’ll just run to the restroom real quick.”

As she walked away on her heels, Charles‘ lips curved into a smile.

He turned and whispered to his assistant, Mr. Chambers.

“Diana’s barely eaten the past few days. Go book a table at the Skyline Revolving Restaurant

downtown.”

“And–her favorite luxury brand just released their new collection. Call the store manager. I want the place cleared out just for her tonight.”

“Also, don’t forget the flowers. You know what she likes–don’t disappoint her.”

He laid out everything in meticulous detail, but Mr. Chambers stood frozen like a statue.

Charles frowned, impatience creeping in.

“What are you waiting for?”

“Mr. Foster…”

Mr. Chambers lowered his head nervously.

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“You… forgot. Mrs. Foster is still upstairs on the seventh floor… waiting for you.”

Charles‘ throat tightened, his mind going blank for a split second.

Damn it.

Vivian had just donated her bone marrow for his son.

She was still recovering upstairs…

And he―he had actually forgotten her.

He checked his watch and barked orders on the

spot.

“Send Diana home first. You come with me–get the best medical team check on Vivian. Get her the highest–quality nutrition packages. Also, check the upcoming auctions–anything truly valuable, I want it. I’ll gift it to her as compensation.”

Charles gave instructions as he rushed into the elevator and back upstairs.

Along the way, he rehearsed again and again what he’d say to her–comforting words, heartfelt

apologies.

“Vivian, are you okay?”

His warm smile and tender tone shattered the moment he pushed open the hospital room door-

The room was empty.

Vivian was gone.

Only her wedding ring and phone SIM card sat quietly on the bedside table, speaking volumes he

couldn’t understand.

As if they were silently telling him just how much she’d endured.

She had likely left long ago.

His hand brushed the mattress–cold. No warmth left/

Vivian was really angry this time.

He hadn’t asked.

Hadn’t even discussed it with her.

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