Rosalynn was speechless.

The drama with Hutton and Valeria gave him a good excuse to dodge the marriage talk.

Rosalynn just smiled and left it at that.

"Take a nap, Rosalynn. I'll wake you up when we get to Wragos,”

Lyndon suggested.

“Sure.”

Rosalynn dozed off. Lyndon drove smoothly and soon they reached the hospital.

They hurried to the emergency room and found Hutton seated outside and lost in thought.

"Hutton."

"Rosalynn."

Hutton looked a mess with his white shirt all splattered with blood.

He must have gotten it this soiled while rushing Valeria to the hospital.

He glanced at Lyndon, who'd accompanied Rosalynn. He gave him a nod and didn't ask any questions about why they showed up together.

“What's going on? Is Valeria still in surgery?" Rosalynn asked when she saw them.

"Yeah, the doctors are still with her."

Hutton's eyes were red. “If something happens to Valeria and our baby, I will never forgive myself."

Rosalynn wanted to scold him but his worried look made her hold back.

“Don't worry, Valeria's a strong woman. I'm sure they'll both be okay.”

"I hope so."

Hutton gave a nod, praying silently.