Countdown to My Divorce

Jim quickly stepped forward. "Doctor, how's my daughter?" The doctor let out a long sigh. “She's out of danger for now, but she's still unconscious. We can't say when she'll wake up. She hit her head hard, and it caused intracranial bleeding. If she hadn't been brought in so quickly, she probably wouldn't have made it." Jim's legs buckled just hearing that. He stumbled back two steps, only to be caught by Tyler from behind.

"Jim." Jim waved his trembling hand. "I'm fine. As long as she's still alive, that's all that matters." Standing off to the side, Yvette clenched her fists tightly when she heard Rachel was still alive.

Why was Rachel so lucky? People said that getting hit in the head was fatal, but Rachel was still breathing. Why couldn't she just die? That would've solved everything.

Compared to everyone else, Tyler remained far calmer.

"Doctor, is there any indication of when she might regain consciousness?” he asked. "Based on typical cases, that is." The doctor shook his head grimly. "It's hard to say. In most cases, if they wake up, it's within twenty-four hours. But if it goes beyond that, then it's up to fate." Jim's hands were shaking uncontrollably. "D-Doctor, are you saying that if my daughter doesn't wake up, she could end up in a coma permanently?" "Not necessarily. If she has a strong will to live, she may wake up." Jim nearly lost his footing again. Sasha rushed over to support him "Jim, don't worry too much. Rachel has always been blessed. Her mom's watching over her from above. You need to take care of yourself too." With Sasha's help, Jim sat back down in a chair.

The nurses wheeled Rachel out of the operating room and into a ward, the whole group following.

Cassandra walked up, glanced at Jim and Sasha, and said, “Since everything is settled here, there's really no point in so many people crowding around. I'll head back now." Jim reacted as though he hadn't heard her.

Sasha, on the other hand, smiled warmly and walked over. "Go ahead, we've got things handled here. You should go get srest." Cassandra hesitated, maybe realizing how bad it looked to just walk out, so she found herself a convenient excuse. "Exactly, Rachel's still unconscious. There's not much we can do just sitting here. Better to save our strength. Callif anything happens.

11 With that, she grabbed her purse and left without looking back.

Once she was gone, Jim pointed in the direction she left and cursed under his breath. "Cassandra is unbelievable! Even William left at a tlike this! I'm absolutely furious." Sasha waved and tried to calm him down. "Oh, con. What's the point of being mad now? We were the ones who aimed too high, marrying into the Lewis family. You expect them to treat Rachel like she's one of their own?" Jim considered that, and he felt less angry.

He shook his head and sighed. "With Rachel like this, we clearly can't rely on the Lewis family. Find two caretakers to take shifts 1/2 Chapter 296 +25 BONUS looking after her. And don't tell Gerald about any of this. With his current health, he can't take another shock." Sasha was irritated by the list of tasks. "Yeah, yeah, I got it. Nothing but problems." She got up and moved to one side to arrange for the caretakers.

Jim turned to Tyler. "Tyler, Rachel's no longer in danger now. If you have other things to take care of, go ahead." Tyler didn't insist on staying. After all, he didn't have a place in this family. He glanced at Rachel one last tbefore standing.

up.

"If anything happens, don't hesitate to call me," he said.

Jim nodded. His impression of Tyler improved even more. "Thanks again, Tyler." Then he turned to Yvette. "Yvette, walk Mr. Hunt out." "Sure!" Yvette replied quickly. She was practically glowing with excitement.

Tyler was about to lift his hand to decline, but Sasha cut him off.

"Tyler, consider it a gesture of thanks. If you won't let us treat you to a meal, at least let us see you off properly." She said it so tactfully, Tyler couldn't refuse.

"Sorry for the trouble, Yvette," he said.

Yvette beamed and walked out with him. She trailed beside him with a girlish charm in her voice when she spoke.

"Tyler, would it be okay if I dropped by your house tomorrow?" "I've got work tomorrow," Tyler replied indifferently while quickening his pace.

Yvette hurried to keep up.

"Tyler, won't you wait up?" she called out sweetly.

He suddenly stopped and turned slightly to give her a cold glance.

"Yvette, this is far enough."

Yvette wasn't about to let the opportunity slip by. She immediately cup with an excuse. "I was about to head htoo. Could you givea ride?" Tyler's eyes narrowed. The coldness in his tone sent chills down her spine.

"I'm not headed in your direction."

After being turned down over and over, Yvette was starting to feel defeated. But she reminded herself that if she could just marry Tyler, her life would completely change. She'd finally be free of Rachel's shadow forever. So she put on her sweetest voice and grabbed the hem of his coat before giving it a playful tug.

"Tyler, even if you don't wantto visit, you can at least givea ride, right? We're not strangers anymore. If you just gavea chance, you'd see all the good things about me." Tyler looked her up and down. "I'm not interested," he said flatly.

Yvette froze, and her smile vanished. She couldn't even fake it anymore. "What do you mean by that?" 2/2 Share to your friends