Chapter 630: Are We a Match Made in Heaven?

Chloe Reed shot to her feet.

Dylan Finch quickly said, "Mrs. Grant, please don’t worry. Mr. Grant was moved to a regular ward, which means he’s definitely out of danger."

The doctor returned just then and nodded upon hearing Dylan Finch. "Yes, Mr. Grant is no longer in critical condition. He’ll recover as long as he gets plenty of rest from now on. It’s just..."

Chloe Reed’s breath caught in her throat, and she looked at the doctor with desperation.

Dylan Finch’s brow furrowed slightly. "Just what?"

The doctor sighed. "It’s his eyes. We’ve tried everything we can think of, but we still haven’t been able to restore his sight. His symptoms are exceptionally rare, and my abilities are limited. Perhaps you could consult a world-class specialist. There might still be hope for recovery."

Dylan Finch nodded. "Okay, I understand."

Then, he turned to Chloe Reed. "Mrs. Grant, shall we go see Mr. Grant?"

Chloe Reed nodded slowly, her gaze vacant as the doctor’s words echoed relentlessly in her mind.

’His sight can’t be restored.’

will never see

she realized this, it felt as if an invisible hand had seized Chloe

took several deep breaths,

hospital room together and saw Walker Grant lying on the bed. His eyes

"Mr. Grant."

voice filled with relief. "How are you feeling now,

voice was raspy. "What about

Finch said, "Mrs. Grant is fine. She wasn’t injured. It’s

this, Walker Grant’s tone instantly turned cold.

Finch sighed softly. "Mrs. Grant’s throat was damaged by the poison. She won’t be

Walker Grant tried to

a small, cool hand pressed on his shoulder,

touched his palm, tracing a

—*Stay still.*

Grant instantly caught her hand, his voice growing even

bobbed as he swallowed his bitter feelings and said, "Dylan Finch, find the best doctors in

"Yes, sir."

He immediately turned and left

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