Chapter 455
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Chapter 455
His palm rested gently against the side of her face.
“Winnie, just wait a little longer
Chris thought back to the conversation he had with the doctor in the ICU upstairs before William came to find him.
“Mr. Xander, Zac Davis is a match for Richie. Given our current resources and Richie’s condition, we can schedule the transplant for next week p>
Richie’s condition was complicated. His bone marrow disorder had been caused by poisoning, which made his case very different from a standard bone marrow transplant.
The doctor had warned Chris long ago to prepare himself.
Even if the transplant succeeded, there was no guarantee Richie would survive.
They would do everything they could. After that, it would depend on Richie himself.
Just then, the phone in Chris’s pocket vibrated.
It was Richie’s doctor.
The doctor would only call him directly if it had something to do with Richie.
Chris held the phone. With his other hand, he lifted Winter’s hand and kissed it once more before answering and stepping out of the room.
Less than a minute after he left, Winter slowly opened her eyes.
She turned her head and looked at the glass of water on the nightstand.
On the phone, the doctor said, “Mr. Xander, I’ve discussed Richie’s transplant plan with the medical team. I also mentioned my junior colleague to you before. I’ve asked her to come tomorrow. With her here, Richie’s chances will be better p>
The doctor had brought this up before, but the transplant plan hadn’t been finalized then, so the matter had been set aside for the time being.
Chris gave a low hum. “Contact Gavin and have him make the arrangements p>
After hanging up, he suddenly heard something shatter inside the room.
A sharp crash rang out.
Chris’s expression changed. He and William rushed into the room one after the other.
Broken glass lay scattered across the floor beside the bed.
Winter had collapsed beside it, her eyes empty, as if every trace of life had been drained from her.
“Winnie p>
Chris felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen. His face went deathly pale.
The scene dragged him back to what had happened a year ago, when her postpartum depression had pushed her to the edge.
For a moment, his legs nearly gave out beneath him.
He barely had time to think before he rushed forward, pulled Winter tightly into his arms, and pressed down on her injured wrist. Warm blood stained his cold fingertips.
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Thankfully, she had been too weak. The wound was not deep.
“I killed my own child p>
Winter was held tightly in Chris’s arms, her face pressed against his chest. Scalding tears poured from her eyes.
Her sobs came in broken, suppressed bursts. Her whole body trembled violently. Then she suddenly struggled with all her strength, trying to break free from him.
“I’m useless. What’s the point of me being alive? I couldn’t even protect my own child. I couldn’t even protect him p>
Her devastated cries filled the hospital room. Her hollow eyes held no will to keep going.
Chris tightened his arms around her at once. He closed his eyes heavily and lowered his head, pressing a kiss to her hair.
There was no time left.
Winter couldn’t wait any longer.
The tension in his jaw slowly eased. When he spoke, his low, hoarse voice sounded as if it had been scraped raw.
“You didn’t kill him p>
He held her trembling, rigid body close. His eyes were red.
“I’ll take you to see him. I’ll take you to see our son p>
His voice shook.
“He’s still alive p>
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