A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 369

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Liam snapped, “what do you mean for now?” He demanded, asking the same thing I was sure we were all thinking.

The doctor’s expression stayed grim. “Well, like I said he lost a lot of blood,” he replied matter of factly. “And his body was strained because he didn’t get medical attention immediately. He’s critical at the moment but if he’s able to survive the night, then there’s a chance that he’ll wake up.”

The world around me titled. Survive the night… so it’s not sure that he will?

“Since he’s now out of danger, he’ll be taken to the ward,” the doctor added, already turning around to leave.

“No,” Liam said, stopping him in his stride. “I want him taken to a private room and I want the best doctors treating him.”

“Fine. That’s not a problem,” the doctor replied, nodding his head before walking away.

He beckoned on some nurses, gave them instructions and in less than ten minutes, Kye was transferred just like Laim had asked.

At the door, I begged. “Can we see him?”

“Only two at a time,” the nurse replied firmly. “All of you can’t go in at once.”

So Liam and I went in together and the sight of him ripped me apart.

Kye lay pale as death, machines beeping in rhythm to a body that looked more broken than alive. Even unconscious, his face twisted faintly like he was still in pain.

It made me break and hot tears streamed down my face, soaking my hands where I held onto his blanket.

Liam’s voice cracked behind me. “I still can’t believe that he took that bullet for me.”

Here he goes again with the bullet thing. I turned to him sharply. “What makes you think that the bullet is for you? Why would anyone want to shoot you?”

His eyes met mine, shadowed and filled with unspoken words. “I have a feeling that all of this is related to Dad’s accident,” he deadpanned.

“But that was an accident,” I shot back.

“No,” he argued. “Think about it. There's no way that the car would have had issues because we always have the cars on maintenance, so why? For someone with a lot of experience, why did Dad just lose control suddenly and then hit a tree?”

I shook my head, denial clawing at me. “That’s insane—“

“I’m still investigating though,” he cut in, his voice tight.

The nurse returned after a while, telling us that visiting hours were now over.

“He’s still critical so he needs as much rest as he can get,” she announced. “What you need to do now is pray for him to wake up.”

Outside, the couch had gathered the team together. “Okay,” he started, his voice sounding foreign. “Since visitation time is over, you all can go home.”

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