Rosalynn patted his back, whispering comforting words.
Lyndon stood by, seeing Huttonâs despair, and realized he probably hadnât arranged a hospital room yet.
âHas the ward been sorted? If not, Iâll handle it.
â
âOkay, â
Rosalynn replied, guiding Hutton to sit in a chair, comforting him while they waited for the surgery to be complete.
Huttonâs emotional outburst slowly calmed down, but he remained deeply sad.
The surgery went on for six long hours.
Because Rosalynn was pregnant, Lyndon insisted she rest and gave her his coat as a blanket.
When Valeria was finally wheeled out, Lyndon gently woke Rosalynn.
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Hutton had already rushed to Valeria.
âDoctor, how is my wife?â
âAfter the surgery, sheâs in a stable condition.
But her uterus has been badly damaged.
It might be difficult for her to be pregnant again.
â
The doctorâs words crushed Hutton.
His unborn baby was gone.
And Valeria might never get pregnant again.
How could this be happening?
Rosalynn was just as stunned.
She asked, âDoc, âdifficultâ doesnât mean âimpossibleâ, right?â
The doctor nodded.
âYes, nothing is set in stone.
Right now, the patientâs health is top priority.
â
âThank you, doctor.
â
Rosalynn glanced at Hutton who looked torn up.
âHutton, did you catch that? You need to stay strong for Valeria.
â
Hutton snapped out of it and looked at Rosalynn.
She was right; at this moment, Valeria needed him.
As long as Valeria was okay, that was all that mattered.
With that in mind, Hutton pulled himself together, thanked the doctor again, and headed to Valeriaâs room, hiding his pain.
It was already six in the morning.
Lyndon asked Rosalynn, âAre you tired? Do you want to rest?â
Rosalynn shook her head, feeling sorry.
âNo, youâre the one whoâs been up all night.
You can go ahead with your business.
â
Last night, he had arranged everything well.
He had even made her get some sleep.