Her Heart Her Terms (Lily and Xavier) novel Chapter 433

It wasn't necessary that an unregulated source guaranteed success. It was just that with such a wide search range, anyone who matched Xyla's criteria would inevitably be delivered straight to her.

Lily felt a deep sense of sorrow. She had been with Xavier for two years, yet she had never known about Xyla's existence.

She knew nothing about Xyla's condition, but the fact that the search had expanded globally indicated how serious and complicated the illness was. When it came to saving Xyla, Xavier had spared no effort.

The atmosphere outside the operating room was heavy, so quiet one could hear a pin drop.

The sudden ringing of a phone shattered the silence.

Xavier took out his phone and immediately hung up once he took a look at the screen.

Lily recalled that he had something important to handle at work today. She didn't know why he had come back, but at this moment, he was preoccupied with Xyla's condition to deal with work.

"Sit here," Maryanne said, pulling Lily to a bench in the corner.

Lily sat down and patted the spot beside her, gesturing for Maryanne to join her. The two of them waited outside the operating room like condemned sinners, too afraid to approach Xavier.

Half an hour later, the red light above the operating room turned green. The door opened, and several doctors walked out.

Lily quickly stood up and walked over with Maryanne.

"Mr. Fulton, the patient is still in critical condition and needs to remain under observation in the ICU. If she stabilizes over the next 48 hours, she should be in the clear," said Darren.

Then, he repeatedly emphasized, "Under no circumstances should she be agitated. If she has any requests, it's best to fulfill them to avoid getting her all worked up."

It would take more time to know for sure whether she would pull through.

Lily couldn't help replaying Darren's words in her mind—"If she has any requests, it's best to fulfill them."

She and Maryanne returned to her hospital ward. Maryanne, too, seemed weighed down by Darren's words.

Naomi was only responsible for Lily's meals and would leave in the evening.

After dinner, as she cleared away the dishes, she glanced at the empty spare bed and asked, "Ms. Joyner, is your husband not coming tonight?"

"He's busy," Lily said, her gaze shifting to the couch.

"No matter how busy he is, nothing should be more important than his wife," Naomi muttered while tidying up. "Are you sure you'll be okay on your own? You can't even pour yourself a glass of water with one hand."

The thermos required twisting off the lid before pouring, and with only one usable hand, Lily did struggle with it.

But she shook her head. "I'll be fine, thank you. You should finish up and head home. Goodbye."

Still a little worried, Naomi filled the thermos and loosened the lid for her. She also laid out anything Lily might need for the night before finally leaving.