Chapter 6
Within minutes, Marcus’s luxury sedan tore out of the estate gates, racing down the highway toward the downtown medical center.
The neon lights of Manhattan blurred into streaks of color through the rain-spattered windows as his driver navigated the midnight traffic.
Arriving at the hospital, Marcus strode through the automatic sliding glass doors with the unyielding presence of a titan.
The head nurse looked up from the front desk, offering a reassuring nod as he approached the private surgical wing.
"Dr. Harrison is performing the procedure now, Mr. Sterling, and she is fighting hard," the nurse reported kindly.
Marcus paced the sterile white corridor, his hands clenched deep inside the pockets of his tailored trousers as he fought off dread.
The betrayals of the corporate world were one thing, but risking the lives of his wife and unborn child crossed an unforgivable line.
After what felt like an eternity, the heavy double doors of Operating Room Three hissed open with a pneumatic sigh.
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Dr. Harrison stepped out of the scrub room, peeling off his surgical gloves with a tired yet triumphant expression on his face.
"The surgery was successful, Marcus... Elena is resting, and the baby's heartbeat is strong and steady," Dr. Harrison announced.
