The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 420

Chapter 329 11 Doesn’t Look Good

Chapter 329: It Doesn’t Look Good…

Ethan

Time loses all meaning in that hospital. I don’t know how long it’s been since I last saw her.

Minutes… hours… it could be anything.

I’m sitting next to Clara’s mother, but I’m not really here. My mind is still in that room. On her hand,

On that slight movement I could swear I felt.

She suddenly squeezes my arm.

“Ethan…” Her voice is broken. “Why isn’t she waking up?”

don’t know what to say. I don’t have an answer that won’t hurt.

“She’s going to wake up…” I say, though inside I’m not so sure. “I know it. When we least expect it,

she… she’s going to wake up.”

The woman shakes her head slowly, covering her mouth.

“I have, I have a bad feeling about all this,” she whispers. “God, I don’t know why I feel like this. What did the police say?”

“I’ll talk to them later. I don’t want to leave her here…”

I clench my jaw…

That sentence cuts into my chest, because it’s not just her fear, not just her bad feeling, it’s mine

too.

Before I can say anything else… the door opens, and the same doctor appears.

And this time… Something in his expression tells me he has more information.

I stand up immediately.

“Doctor.”

Clara’s mother also stands, clinging to me.

“How is my daughter?” she asks, her voice trembling.

The doctor nods slightly.

“We’ve received the preliminary test results.”

I feel my body te

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“Your wife,” he looks at me, “has a traumatic brain injury.”

The words fall heavy, cold.

“She suffered a severe blow to the head,” he continues, “which has caused brain swelling.”

My breathing slows, becomes heavier.

“We also identified bruising in the frontal and parietal regions,” he adds, “from the impact.”

Clara’s mother frowns.

“Is that… is that serious?”

The doctor doesn’t answer immediately.

“It’s a delicate condition,” he says carefully. “We’re monitoring her intracranial pressure and

neurological activity.”

I don’t understand everything, but I know it doesn’t sound good.

“In addition,” he continues, “she has multiple lacerations.”

My gaze hardens.

“We had to perform sutures on her forehead and scalp.”

I clench my fists.

“Some of those wounds were caused by fragments of glass.”

I close my eyes for a second, imagining her there… in the middle of all that… and something inside

me breaks again.

“There’s also a fracture,” the doctor adds. “A fracture in her right collarbone.”

“God…” her mother murmurs.

“And bruises on different parts of her body, mainly her back and left arm.”

It all starts to feel too… Too real.

“But…” I swallow. “Is she out of danger?”

The doctor looks at me.

“At this moment, her condition is stable.”

That word again… Stable.

“But critical,” he adds.

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My chest sinks.

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“Why isn’t she waking up?” her mother interjects, desperate. “Tell me that, please… why isn’t she

opening her eyes?”

The doctor takes a deep breath.

“The brain, after an impact like this, can enter a state of reduced responsiveness.”

She looks at him, confused.

“I… I don’t understand,” Clara’s mother says.

Her voice trembles, the doctor nods, his tone changing… More human, clearer.

daughter took a very hard blow,” he says gently. “Her body is reacting to that.”

uses.

as if her brain is… protecting itself.”

e woman stares at him.

Protecting itself?”

“Yes,” he continues. “Sometimes, after a trauma like this, the body ‘shuts down’ certain functions in

order to recover.”

I feel a lump in my throat.

“So…” I ask. “Is she going to wake up?”

Silence.

That damned silence again.

“We can’t say for sure yet,” he says finally. “Each patient responds differently.”

I clench my teeth.

“But… she might?”

“Yes,” he replies. “That’s a possibility.”

My chest fills with air for the first time in minutes.

“But we also nee

I really don’

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different scenarios.”

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The doctor hesitates slightly.

“The trauma has been significant.”

My body tenses again.

“Neurological alterations could occur.”

“Alterations… like what?” I insist.

“Motor difficulties… cognitive difficulties… but as I said, not all patients respond the same way. Some patients come out unscathed, and with some time, they manage to cope with the situation

and calmly resume their lives.”

Those first the words hang in my head, heavy… uncomfortable.

He doesn’t

thing else, but it’s not necessary.

Clara’s m

gs to me even tighter.

“No…”

I put

“No, my daughter is fine… she… she’s always been strong…”

ound her, holding her.

Bu

zen in those scenarios the doctor painted.

es straight back to her, to her laughter, to her eyes. To our wedding, our honeymoon.

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