Chapter 112
One memory after another replayed in his mind, and as Stewart pieced everything together, the answer became painfully clear.
Briony must have found out about her pregnancy long ago. And she never intended to tell him–not from the very start.
His mind flashed back to that day…
The blizzard had raged outside, and Briony’s resolve had been absolute. He’d been so blinded by anger that he’d overlooked the most important detail.
The Maybach sped through the city streets, weaving dangerously between lanes, but Stewart never eased off the gas for a second,
Inside the car, his grip on the steering wheel was iron–tight, his handsome features set in a cold, stormy scowl. So this was Briony’s plan–leave him while carrying his child, and then start a new life with James? Was she really going to let his own child grow up calling another man “dad“?
A bitter smile twisted Stewart’s lips.
“Well done, Briony. You really outdid yourself.”
With one hand on the wheel, he pulled up his contacts and dialed Cedric Clarke.
“Briony’s at your hospital. I need you to check her patient records, right now-”
Honk! Honk!–
Suddenly, a massive truck ran red light and barreled into the intersection ahead.
Stewart’s heart lurched. Instinct took over–he yanked the steering wheel hard to the side just as the truck hurtled toward him.
The black Maybach fishtailed violently, spun out of control, and careened onto the sidewalk. The front of the car slammed straight into a street sign.
Crash!
With a deafening bang, the hood crumpled and the airbags exploded open.
White smoke began to billow from the engine.
Inside, Stewart slumped over the wheel, eyes closed. On the floor, his phone still glowed–Cedric’s call was connected.
“Stewart? Stewart, can you hear me? Stewart-!”
Cedric’s anxious voice kept echoing from the phone, but no one answered…
At the hospital, Cedric burst out of his office in a panic. “Joey!”
His assistant rushed over. “Dr. Clarke, what is it?”
“Call Zachary now–tell him to bring the ambulance to the ER entrance! And you, grab the trauma kit and come with me!”
Joey sprang into action without hesitation.
Meanwhile, Cedric grabbed his own phone and called a friend in the traffic department, asking for help tracking Stewart’s location.
Less than five minutes later, the police had news.
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Cedric and Joey jumped into the ambulance and raced toward the accident scene.
At the same time, in the operating room, everything was ready.
Briony lay down on the surgical table.
Now that the moment had come, her whole body was tense. A strange chill crept over her, and she began to tremble uncontrollably.
Stella, dressed in surgical scrubs, stood by her side and picked up on her fear. She whispered gently, “Bryn, don’t be scared. Try to relax. The anesthesiologist is about to give you something to help you sleep.”
Briony looked up at her, hands clenched tight. “Star, I’m so cold. Can you–can you hold my hand?”
Stella’s heart clenched.
Director Grant, standing nearby, sighed. “Stella, keep her calm. Being this anxious isn’t good for the anesthesia.”
Stella wasn’t the lead surgeon for this procedure–her main job was to stay with Briony and help her feel safe. She squeezed Briony’s hand, holding it tight. “I’m right here, Bryn. Just rest now. When you wake up, it’ll all be
over.”
At her words, Briony gradually closed her eyes.
The anesthesiologist approached, speaking softly. “Ms. Kensington, I’m going to start the anesthesia now. Try to relax and count in your head from the beginning…”
The needle pricked her skin–sharp pain made Briony’s brow knit in distress, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye-
