Chapter 544
Isaac felt like he must do something just then to quell his suffocating unease.
At the same time, Sammy tried to assure him, "She's probably going to be fine."
Isaac raised a hand to ask for his silence.
Right now, he needed peace and quiet, not pompous assurances.
Eventually, he looked up at Sammy and said, "She's my wife."
Sammy pursed his lips. "I'm sorry. We should have gotten her out earlier-"
"Is the patient's family here?"
A nurse had stepped out of the room.
"I am," Isaac said, striding forward.
He then hesitated, fearing the worst. "Is she-"
"She's lost too much blood-it's either the baby or the patient..."
"The patient."
Isaac made up his mind even before the nurse finished-his choice was undoubtedly Irene between the two.
"Then I'm going to need you to sign this," the nurse said, handing him a consent form.
Isaac put pen to paper.
His signature would be a blade he wielded with his own hand, denying his own child life.
But there was no other choice-he had to do it!
His fingers flinched a little even as he signed it, but he forced himself to finish it.
Nothing in his life was more difficult than this.
He stumbled and almost lost his balance, which he would have if he had not quickly raised a hand to lean against the wall.
His heart felt so heavy it was bending his spine.
Still, he soon mustered his spirit.
Right now, Irene was suffering more than he was.
At the backdoors of Flanley Hospital, a nurse handed over a newborn to a man.
She looked around, and once she ensured that no one was around, said,' You need to be careful-at eight months, this child could die easily."
The man was wearing a surgical mask, while his black cap covered his brows. Only his eyes were visible as he took the child and told the nurse,' Tell your boss that I've wired the money."
The nurse nodded before returning inside, while the man left with the baby without anyone knowing.
Sammy entered the ward where Irene was admitted and told Isaac, "You can call me anytime if you need help."
"Thanks. May I have some time alone?" Isaac said, eager for him to leave, and Sammy did so tactfully.
With that, Isaac sat down beside Irene's bed, watching her.
Her eyes were sunken and there were dark circles under her eyes, while her lips were dried and cracked.
Isaac wetted a cotton bud to moisturize them.
Then, he brought in a pail of warm water, rubbing her face, hands and neck ... but it was not until noon the next day that she finally woke up.
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