Marrying the Man in the Dark

The man gazed at Cherise solemnly. “I’m aware of the high risk involved in the surgery, and if a choice must be made later…”

“Please prioritize the mother.”

“I want her to survive.”

A hint of smile appeared in Cherise’s clear eyes. “Maeve is fortunate to have met you.”

Throughout her medical career, Cherise had witnessed countless men abandon hope in the face of their wives’ severe illnesses,

Maeve’s symptoms bore a striking resemblance to those of her mother’s.

In such a predicament, even if the surgery failed and the child was lost, Maeve’s life expectancy would still be tragically short. Charles should be well aware of this.

Yet, he resolutely insisted on prioritizing Maeve’s safety, expressing his desire for her to live.

His love for Maeve was undoubtedly heart-touching.

“Please, Dr. Shaw.”

his voice barely above a

face was streaked with tears. “Rest assured. I will do my best to work closely with the obstetrician and strive to ensure the safety of both your wife and child. If a decision must be made, you will be asked to sign a consent

toward the conference room determinedly.

condition was

wasn’t merely a cardiac issue

detail with the obstetrician and formulate a comprehensive

immediately after her morning class ended at half

a

of warm milk. “Why not let me handle it?

“Cherise, you know your limitations. Everyone else believes that you’ve refrained from performing heart surgeries due to a hand injury five years ago. But the truth is…”

her lips before finally releasing a heavy sigh. “Maeve and Aunt Charisa’s symptoms are so similar. Will you be able to overcome it?”

staff bustling outside the hospital. “It’s precisely because her condition is similar to my mom’s…. That I

a sip of the

the drink brought back memories of a few years ago when the woman handed her a cup of

for always being there for me.”