A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 1465

Bernard leaned heavily against his knees, his upper body hunched forward as he awaited news from the operating room. The sterile white walls of the hospital corridor seemed to close in on him when the doctor’s voice, laced with urgency and regret, broke the heavy silence.

“There were complications… The mother suffered severe hemorrhaging as soon as the surgery began. We fought to save her, which meant the baby was deprived of oxygen for too long. When we finally managed to deliver, there was… there was no breath.”

The words hit Bernard like a freight train, igniting a dangerous glint in his eyes that could only be described as murderous intent. In a flash, he was on his feet, his rage manifesting in a physical force that lifted the doctor by the throat and slammed him against the OR’s double doors.

“What did you say?!” Bernard bellowed, his grip tightening.

The doctor dangled helplessly, his legs kicking at the air as he struggled under Bernard ‘s iron grasp. Despite his fear, he forced himself to speak again.

“The mother is bleeding out… we can’t stop it… The baby’s heartbeat is faint, no respiration, it’s… it’s dying…”

him falling deathly silent except for the ringing in his ears-a harbinger of

off a cliff, only to be yanked back at

in fury, released The doctor with a shove and stormed into the

chaos. Blood streamed from the operating table, pooling on the floor in a gruesome testament to the struggle for

gaze was drawn to the blood, his deep eyes constricting with each drop that fell. His heart no longer ached; it was gripped by

blood before, never realized a person could bleed that much. It seemed as if her

In that moment, he felt forsaken by the world, his courage slipping

child while Dr. Marcus battled to save the mother. Blood flowed without restraint, from her womb, from

his forehead slick with sweat, switched clamp after clamp in a desperate bid to save her. The flatline on the monitor, however, signaled a grim

Dr. Marcus knew the battle was lost. After a solemn pause, he

shaking uncontrollably and sliding to the floor, propped up only by the doorframe