"Yes, he's alive. He is still breathing—"

Upon hearing this, Wynter's phone slipped from her hand and fell to the floor with a Loud thud.

The screen of her phone shattered.

Divya cast a glance at her and felt that something about Wynter was amiss.

Forrest thought Wynter got too excited by the good news. "The doctor says he's still alive. Don't worry."

She lowered her head to conceal the anxiety in her eyes.

“I'm just so happy."

"Could you please let me finish?" the doctor interjected.

“What's the matter? Didn't you say he's breathing? That means he's well, right?"

"Yes, but..." The doctor sighed and looked at Forrest with a solemn gaze. "I did everything I could."

"Go straight to the point. How's Alick?" "I'm afraid he might not be able to wake up again. He's in a vegetative state"

“What did you just say?" Forrest exclaimed in utter shock.

“How come he's a vegetable?”

The news was too cruel for him to accept.

The difference between a vegetable and a dead man was the simple act of breathing.

“I'm sorry. We did everything we could,” the doctor said in a somber tone.

The doctors had seen this many times and were used to it.

It was the patient's family who always had the hard time taking the news.

Wynter never expected that such a thing would happen.

Yes, Alick was still alive, but he had regrettably been reduced to a vegetable, devoid of consciousness and meaningful interaction.

He was basically dead.

Wynter was overjoyed and even thought that God was on her side.

Little did Wynter know that Divya had been observing her. Divya even noticed the subtle smirk on Wynter's face.

At this moment, Wynter raised her head and happened to meet Divya's gaze.

Divya gave Wynter a long, lingering stare as if to say she had seen her gloating expression.