Restoring a Life After Seven Years of Wrong Love novel Chapter 258

Yvette sat rigidly in her chair, staring blankly at the floor tiles.

Jabez kept checking his watch. Every time he dropped his wrist, his scowl deepened.

Suddenly, a team of doctors rushed past them, pouring into the ICU with urgent expressions.

Wynne's knees gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor. Her perfectly styled hair was a mess around her face, completely stripping away her usual pristine, wealthy-matron image.

Jabez grabbed the nearest doctor by the arm, his voice like cracking ice. "What's happening?"

The doctor didn't have time for bedside manners. In an ICU, a sixty-second delay could be the difference between life and death.

He aggressively shook off Jabez's grip and rushed inside.

Yvette practically flew to the window, pressing her hands against the glass to see what was happening to Sybil.

But the medical team swarmed the bed, entirely blocking her line of sight.

They worked on her frantically for twenty excruciating minutes.

Finally, the lead doctor emerged.

Yvette dug her fingernails into her palms, her heart hammering wildly against her ribs, terrified of what he was about to say.

"Doctor, how is she?"

Wynne, supported by Jabez, practically dragged herself over, her face pale with terror.

Even the usually stoic Jabez looked visibly on edge.

"Mr. Shelby, the patient has regained consciousness. However, she remains extremely fragile and is still at high risk of a secondary hemorrhage. We'll need to keep her under strict observation in the ICU for a while longer."

Yvette let out a shuddering breath, tears of absolute sheer relief spilling down her cheeks.

Wynne pressed her hands together in prayer. "Thank God. Thank God. It's a miracle."

The deep furrows on Jabez's forehead finally smoothed out. He immediately called Simon to deliver the news, knowing his brother was on the verge of a full mental breakdown.

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