Chapter 605
Chapter 605:
A heavy gloom settled over Wesley, pressing down on his chest. No matter how he tried to remind himself that all of this had been his choice, the darkness clung to him, unyielding.
His chest tightened, and a violent cough suddenly tore through him.
Billy, alarmed, hurriedly poured him a glass of water.
“Mr. Moss, we need to get you to the hospital p>
A deep, harsh rasp echoed from Wesley’s lungs, and a moment later he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Billy reacted instantly, rushing to his side and catching him before he could slip from the chair and collapse. Wesley’s vision dimmed, the room spinning before everything went black.
In a frantic blur, Billy got him to the hospital.
After the examination, Melvin pulled Billy aside outside the ward, his voice grave.
“His condition has become critical. It’s time for his family to prepare for the worst p>
Billy’s blood ran cold, disbelief surging through him.
а𝗰tі𝗏е 𝗰𝗈𝗺𝘮𝘂𝗻і𝘁𝘺 𝗈𝘯
“Doctor, isn’t there anything more you can do p>
Melvin shook his head, expression somber.
“His heart is undergoing severe rejection, and the constant stress has accelerated the deterioration p>
Billy’s fingers trembled as he forced out the question.
“How much time does Mr. Moss have left p>
“Three months,” Melvin replied, his tone edged with pity. Wesley was so young, so striking, yet unmarried and without children. What a tragedy.
Seeing the devastation written across Billy’s face, Melvin added quietly,
“If Mr. Moss fully commits to treatment, he might gain another three months. But he must give up his work completely and remain hospitalized p>
“Thank you, doctor. I’ll do my best to convince him,” Billy said heavily.
He pushed open the ward door and found Wesley already awake. Before Billy could speak, Wesley’s calm voice cut through the silence.
“I know my condition. There’s no need for that look of despair p>
Billy paused, then said,
“Mr. Moss, Gabriela doesn’t know yet p>
“Don’t tell her,” Wesley replied firmly. “In three months, I’ll hand the company over to Brenden and take a trip abroad. After that… I won’t be coming back p>
Hearing Wesley’s composed plans, Billy’s sorrow only deepened.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Moss. I’ll support Mr. Saunders fully p>
Wesley nodded. “With you at the company, I’ve always been confident p>
Wesley’s hospitalization was kept strictly under wraps. Anyone who inquired was told he was away on a business trip in another city.
Gabriela arrived at the company, preparing for a meeting, when Farley called.
“Truett’s crying nonstop, and nothing we do is helping,” Farley said.
Gabriela asked Kaleb to lead the meeting in her place and rushed home.
Truett had been irritable for days, but today was far worse. He refused food and sleep, his cries relentless.
After Farley managed to get some formula into him, the crying started again soon after. Gabriela gathered Truett into her arms, but every attempt to soothe him only made his wails intensify.
“He’s crying so much; something must be wrong. We need to take him to the hospital,” she said.
Gabriela and Farley brought Truett to the hospital, where an examination revealed stomach indigestion as the cause of his discomfort.
“Babies don’t know their limits,” the doctor explained while prescribing medication. “If you keep feeding him, he’ll keep eating. Feed him on a schedule, in moderation, with small, frequent meals p>
Thanking the doctor, Gabriela headed off to pay the fees and spotted Billy in the first-floor lobby.
She approached with concern. “Billy? Are you unwell p>
“It’s not me.” Billy’s gaze drifted to the child in her arms, an uneasy feeling stirring in his chest.
He had intended to tell Gabriela the truth, but the words stuck. Instead, he said, “Mr. Moss has been overworked. His heart’s weak, and he collapsed today p>