"After the surgery, she's in a stable condition. But her uterus has been badly damaged. It might be difficult for her to be pregnant again."

The doctor's words crushed Hutton. His unborn baby was gone. And Valeria might never get pregnant again. How could this be happening?

Rosalynn was just as stunned.

She asked, “Doc, ‘difficult’ doesn't mean ‘impossible’, right?"

The doctor nodded. "Yes, nothing is set in stone. Right now, the patient's health is top priority."

“Thank you, doctor."

Rosalynn glanced at Hutton who looked torn up. “Hutton, did you catch that? You need to stay strong for Valeria."

Hutton snapped out of it and looked at Rosalynn. She was right; at this moment, Valeria needed him.

As long as Valeria was okay, that was all that mattered.

With that in mind, Hutton pulled himself together, thanked the doctor again, and headed to Valeria's room, hiding his pain.

It was already six in the morning.

Lyndon asked Rosalynn, “Are you tired? Do you want to rest?”

Rosalynn shook her head, feeling sorry. “No, you're the one who's been up all night. You can go ahead with your business."

Last night, he had arranged everything well. He had even made her get some sleep.

“There is no hurry. I'll grab you breakfast," Lyndon offered.

"Thanks." Rosalynn smiled in gratitude.

“You are welcome."

Lyndon nodded as he headed out.

Rosalynn stepped into the ward, finding Hutton lost in thought, holding Valeria's hand.

She sighed and took a seat on the couch, remaining silent.