Book TRK
Chapter 61
Chapter 61
He meticulously tucked her damp hair behind her ear, his fingers gently caressing her cheek.
“Mr. Ramirez
It was as if he didn’t hear her, his eyes locked on Letitia.
It wasn’t until the ambulance came to the scene that he stood, scooping her up and rushing to the hospital. Elgin seemed to have forgotten that he too was drenched to the bone.
As the doctors wheeled Letitia into the ER, they asked, “Did she fall into water?”
“Yes,” Elgin replied.
“Does she have any acute medical conditions we need to know about? Family needs to inform us
He paused. When it came to Letitia’s health, he was clueless.
The doctor pressed, “Spit it out, we need to move fast”
Elgin finally said, “She’s… pregnant.”
The doctor paused, then nodded
Then the door clanged shut.
Standing at the ER door, Elgin was dripping wet, water steadily falling from his sleeves
“Mr. Ramirez, I’ve brought you some dry clothes, you should change…”
“No need,” he waved off the offer, “I’m waiting for her to come out.”
“But you…”
Elgin frowned coldly, “Zip it.”
Suddenly, the ER doors opened and the doctor stepped out, “What’s your relation to Letitia?”
“I’m her husband”
“She’s currently unconscious. We’ve drained the water from her lungs, but… the baby is in danger,” the doctor explained, “So, we need a family member to sign off on the procedures.”
Elgin didn’t move an inch
The child wasn’t his. Even if it wasn’t Walden’s, there was no reason for him to keep it.
Elgin could take this chance to get rid of the baby. But at that moment, what flashed through Elgin’s mind was Letitia’s look of despair.
Even at the bottom of the lake, her hand was on her lower abdomen. If he got rid of this baby, how heartbroken would she be when she woke up?
Elgin didn’t realize it, but he was already caring about Letitia’s feelings.
“Mr. Ramirez, Mr. Ramirez?” the doctor urged, “We’re in a time crunch here.”
The butler beside him tensed as well. The life or death of this child hinged on a single thought from Mr. Ramirez.
After a long moment, Elgin spoke, “Do everything to save the child.”
“Understood,” the doctor confirmed
Elgin bowed his head and quickly signed his name.
“Letitia, you’ve won,” Elgin thought, “In your own way, you’ve made me surrender”
It wasn’t until the dead of night that the lights in the ER went off, and the nurses wheeled out Letitia’s bed to transfer her to the VIP ward. Half-awake, Letitia kept murmuring, “My baby, my baby…” She wasn’t afraid to die, but her child was innocent, stirring feelings of guilt and regret within her
Her constant murmuring left her restless, her brows deeply furrowed.
“Your baby is fine Elgin stood by the bed, speaking softly From NôvelDrama.Org.
Perhaps hearing his words. Letitia gradually calmed down
Elgin stood silently for a long while, only leaving as dawn approached.
remained in a deep slumber.
Returning to Ivory Towers, he hadn’t even reached the door when he heard Shela’s voice, “Where’s Mr. Ramirez? Have you all gone mute? Why isn’t he home early in the moming! And not answering his phone! Do you know who I am!”
Her arrogant attitude made Elgin frown.
He walked into the living room, and Shela spotted him instantly, joyfully running over, “Mr. Ramirez… Eh? Why are you all wer
After a night, Elgin’s clothes were half-dry.
Shela reached out to touch him, but Elgin brushed her off and strode upstairs.
“Mr. Ramirez..”
“Talk business or get out!”
“), I just missed you.”
Elgin disappeared at the staircase.
Shela bit her lip, sensing something was off. How could someone like him not return all night, his clothes wet, his expression so haggard?
After Elgin came down from his bath and changed, Shela was still there.
His irritation grew, “Why are you still here?”
Shela was scolded, still not catching on. Was Mr. Ramirez… disgusted with her?
Elgin was about to say more but suddenly started coughing violently.
“Yikes, Mr. Ramirez, you’ve caught a cold.” Shela grew anxious, “You need to take medicine, see a doctor…”
He ignored her, looking to the butler, “Get the car ready, I’m going to the office.”
“Right away, Mr. Ramirez.”
Wearing soaked clothes all night and not catching a cold would be strange, even for someone as fit as Elgin.
Illness strikes like a landslide.
All moming, the CEO’s office was filled with Elgin’s coughing.
Ranen brought in a cup of tea and medicine, but until the tea went cold, Elgin was too busy to take a sip.
“Mr. Ramirez,” he reminded, “You should really take some medicine.”
“Yeah, in a bit,” Elgin didn’t look up. “Any news from the hospital?”
“Not yet.” Replying, Ranen thought, Mr. Ramirez has asked no less than ten times already. He would inform Mr. Ramirez the moment Mrs. Ramirez wakes up, but Mr. Ramirez kept asking every few minutes.
His mind wasn’t on work or his health; it was all on his wife.
Elgin’s face darkened
He closed the file in his hand, “Cancel the meeting later… I’m stepping out.”
“Yes, Mr. Ramirez.”
Letitia slowly opened her eyes in the hospital room.
Gazing at the ceiling, she felt a bit dazed, blinking her eyes as consciousness slowly returned.
“Where am I…
She clearly remembered taking the plunge, the water was incredibly deep and freezing cold. She was never a swimmer, had a fear of water since she was a kid and lacked the typical flair for it.
She was prepared to die, but where was she how? Why was she still alive?
The nurse walked in, “You’re awake? Are you feeling alright?”
Letitia nodded.
The nurse jotted down notes on the chart and adjusted the IV dnp rate.
Yesh
entia’s voice was hoarse, ‘In the hospital?:-
Who brought me here?”
band. The nurse replied, then couldn’t help but smile, “He’s really good to you, you know. He was waiting outside the ER a
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Letsa gave a half-hearted smile.
“If I had a husband like that, I’d be waking up laughing in my dreams. Handsome, loaded, and treats you right-girl, you are so lucky.”
“Lucky.” Letitia just sighed and closed her eyes. She was still feeling groggy.
After the nurse left, the room fell silent, with the occasional sound of footsteps passing by clearly audible.
Suddenly, Letitia’s eyes popped open, and she struggled to sit up in bed, “My baby… my baby…”