Chapter 102
Chapter 102:
The anesthesiologist froze at once and turned to Brent, silently asking for direction.
Behind his surgical mask, Brent clenched his jaw until it ached. If Colton stayed conscious, he would witness everything — and the plan would unravel.
But then again…
“This procedure is far from simple, Colton. The pain will be unbearable if you stay awake,” Brent said.
“No p>
With a subtle motion, Brent signaled the anesthesiologist to pull back the syringe.
Across the table, the surgeon assigned to Colton trembled visibly, his nerves completely exposed. Colton was the heir to the Yates family. Even the smallest mistake would destroy his career.
“We are running out of time,” Brent said.
Slowly, the surgeon reached for the scalpel. Each step forward made his trembling hand harder to control, and escape was no longer an option. After holding Colton’s gaze for a moment, he exhaled unevenly and steadied the blade in his grip.
𝖰𝗎а𝗅𝗶𝘁𝘺 𝗍𝗿𝗮𝗇𝘀lаti𝗼nѕ 𝗼ո
Without warning, the operating room doors flew open under a forceful kick.
“We found one. A compatible kidney donor p>
The hospital director rushed inside without pausing.
Shock hit the surgeon immediately. The scalpel slipped from his hand and struck the floor as his knees nearly buckled.
In a heartbeat, Colton pushed himself upright. “Has it been confirmed p>
“It has,” the director replied, placing the file in his hands. “The donor consented willingly and is prepared. We can move forward right away p>
Relief curved Colton’s lips into a faint smile. “Schedule the operation at once.” He turned and walked toward Kristine’s table. “Move her to a general ward p>
“Colton,” Brent said, stepping into his path.
Cold indifference filled Colton’s eyes. “Do you see an issue p>
“Even with a confirmed match and verbal consent, there is always a risk the donor might withdraw p>
“Then I will make sure he does not p>
“Colton p>
A crease formed between Colton’s brows. “What is going on with you? Do you not want Elyse to get better p>
Reluctantly, Brent let his gaze drift toward Kristine lying on the table. To him, this had felt like a rare opening — a chance to remove Kristine from the equation entirely. An opportunity like this would never come again.
Something cold and decisive flashed through Brent’s eyes.
In one sudden motion, he seized the scalpel and drove it toward Kristine’s chest. Years of medical training told him precisely where a single strike would end a life.
The room descended into chaos in an instant.
No one had the chance to stop him. All anyone caught was a blur moving forward, placing itself between Kristine and the blade. A sickening sound followed as metal broke through skin.
When the scene came into focus, shock spread across every face.
Colton stood there, having taken the blow meant for Kristine.
Stunned beyond reason, Brent asked, “Why p>
Kristine was never supposed to matter to Colton. So why would he risk his life to protect her?