"Rosalynn, you're pregnant. Don't overdo it. Sit and rest," Lyndon said, concerned.

"I'm fine, really." Rosalynn gave him a smile.

“Sorry, Rosalynn, for dragging you out so late. I was just so scared."

Hutton, calming down a bit, felt bad for stressing Rosalynn.

“No need to apologize," Rosalynn replied.

"Please sit down."

Hutton guided her to a chair.

A doctor emerged from the emergency room soon after.

"Is Valeria's family here?"

Hutton jumped up when he heard this. “Yes, I'm her husband."

The doctor continued, "Her uterus is bleeding badly. It's quite dangerous. You need to choose: save the mother or the baby."

Save the mother or the baby?! How had it possibly come to this?

Hutton went pale and was frozen in shock.

He wanted to save Valeria naturally but the baby was already over six months along. He had spent months watching the baby grow and dreaming of being a dad. He had bought everything the baby would need.

But now...

“Hutton...”

Rosalynn, seeing his blank stare, called out, hiding her own worry.

Hutton's eyes were red. Fighting his pain, he choked out, “Save the mother."

“In that case, please sign here."

The doctor handed over the surgery consent form.