Chapter 6 - AN UNCERTAIN MIRACLE
"The baby’s heartbeat is stable for now, but your wife is in high-risk premature labor," Dr. Thorne warned gravely.
"We have administered medication to stop the contractions, but the next forty-eight hours are critical," the doctor added.
Marcus felt a heavy knot of relief and lingering dread twist inside his chest.
He entered the private ICU room, where Elena lay connected to heart monitors and IV drips.
Her shoulder-length brown hair was spread across the pillow, her skin pale against the crisp white hospital sheets.
"Marcus... did they save our baby boy?" she whispered weakly as he sat in the chair beside her bed.
"Alexander is fighting, sweetheart. He’s just like his mother," Marcus answered, gently kissing her forehead.
Elena closed her eyes, tears of exhaustion slipping down her cheeks into her dark hair.
Outside the hospital window, the Dallas skyline glowed under the dark night sky.
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Marcus pulled out his phone and called his corporate legal team, initiating absolute war against Chloe's family.
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