Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 908

Chapter 908

Ivan pulled her away, signaling her to leave Anthony alone.

Did she think none of them saw the blood on him?

It was just that no one dared to step forward and say anything.

As Anne was undergoing surgery, Anthony stood outside waiting. Hour after hour had passed, yet Anthony still stood there motionless, not even sitting down.

Suddenly, there was a sound at the door, and it opened.

Anthony’s body shook violently, and his voice was so suppressed that it was hoarse. “How is she?”

The nurse became nervous. After all, she was only out to take something. Nonetheless, she still answered, “D- Doctor Brown and the other doctors are still trying their best to rescue her.”

“I’m asking you ‘how is she‘!” Anthony clenched his fists, approaching the nurse.

Ivan hurriedly persuaded, “Mr. Marwood, Ms. Vallois is still undergoing surgery inside…”

Ivan also hinted at the nurse to leave.

The nurse was so frightened that she left in a flash.

Anthony suppressed his violent emotions, walked to the side, and propped his hands on the wall. All the blood on his hands was rubbed against the white wall, leaving a shocking trail.

The veins on his forehead were showing and twisted.

His heart pounded against his chest, excruciatingly uncomfortable, and he could not help but grab his chest with his bloody hand.

It was as if his heart was about to rip out from his chest!

“Ugh!” Anthony could not help but groan.

“Mr. Marwood, are you okay?” Ivan asked worriedly when he noticed that Anthony was restraining himself.

Anthony acted as if he did not hear Ivan.

Outside the operating room, Anthony waited from day until the night. The corridor was as quiet as dead silence, and the atmosphere was solemn.

It was not until midnight that the lights above the operating room were turned off. Just as Kathryn came out of the door, Anthony had already arrived in front of her, asking, “What’s the situation?”

Anne lay unconscious on the bed. The nurses had removed her bloody clothes and changed her into a hospital gown.

Her little face was pale, with a thick bandage wrapped around her forehead, and she even had a nasal cannula in her nose.

Anthony wanted to touch her face, but he stopped because his hands were still bloody.

“As I said, you’ll be fine.” Anthony’s voice was hoarse.

Anne was still under observation for the night, so her family members could not stay by her side for a long time to avoid any emergencies.

Anthony sat on the bench in the corridor, sitting casually, with blood still on his hands.

After sitting for nearly an hour; he noticed it was almost dawn.

Ivan had no choice but to step forward and say, “Mr. Marwood, why don’t you go back and clean yourself? You can’t accompany Ms. Vallois like this.”

Anthony glanced at his hands and his messy clothes.

He did not say anything but just got up and left the hospital.