Pale with shock, Tyrone responded, "We'll head to the hospital right away!"

He seized Sabrina's hand and made for the exit.

“What happened?" Sabrina questioned.

“Larry just informed me that Grandpa collapsed and his condition is critical. We need to hurry!"

“What? Let's head to the hospital right away!"

Obviously, a life hanging in the balance took precedence over a divorce. A divorce could wait, but this was Cesar's life.

"Sir, madam, you were..."

"We need to get to Healthwell Hospital immediately!" Tyrone remarked as he opened the door for Sabrina and settled into the back seat.

The driver's expression turned serious as well. Without wasting any time, he promptly started the car and headed towards the hospital.

At Healthwell Hospital

Tyrone grasped Sabrina's hand tightly as they hurried to the operating room. "Grandma, Larry, how is Grandpa doing? How long has he been inside?"

"It's been an hour," Larry replied.

Unable to contain his anxiety, Tyrone clenched his fists till his knuckles were pale.

"Grandpa will make it through. God will look out for him," Sabrina, her vision blurred, comforted Wanda.

Smiling weakly, Wanda clasped her hand, patting it gently. "Sabrina, we've lived long enough. We've been bracing ourselves for this day.

Don't worry over me. You should be concerned about yourself. Just look at your pale face. What happened to your forehead? Is it severe?"

"It's nothing, just a minor bump," Sabrina responded with a forced smile.

The thought of losing Cesar was unbearable to her.

He had appeared healthy just a few days back.

The sudden turn of events was hard for her to digest.