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.’

never

this, it felt as if an invisible hand had seized Chloe Reed’s

took several deep breaths, forcing herself to

His eyes were

"Mr. Grant."

forward, his voice filled with

was raspy. "What about Chloe Reed?

said, "Mrs. Grant is fine. She

this, Walker Grant’s tone instantly turned cold. "Just what? Spit it

sighed softly. "Mrs. Grant’s throat was damaged by the poison.

Walker Grant tried to sit

second, a small, cool hand pressed on his shoulder, stopping him from

Then, cool fingertips touched

—*Stay still.*

Grant instantly caught her hand, his voice growing even raspier.

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

"Yes, sir."

Finch’s tone was exceptionally grave. He immediately

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