Dumped My Cheating Ex. Now I'm Sleeping Next to a Billionaire CEO novel Chapter 1775

He was absolutely terrified that the nightmare which had haunted him for countless days and nights was about to become reality once again. If he still failed to change her fate... he did not dare think any further, his heart entirely consumed by dread. Time seemed to stretch into eternity outside the resuscitation room, every passing second feeling like a slice from a blade.

Suddenly, a flurry of hurried footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor. James and Emmy, the first to receive the news, had arrived. James wore a sleek black tailored suit, his tall and imposing figure radiating the decisive, lethal aura of a man in power. Emmy was panting slightly, her beautiful, ethereal face etched with deep anxiety, her bangs slightly disheveled. She immediately spotted Steve crouching in the corner like a man who had lost his soul.

"Steve, what exactly happened to Sylvia?" Emmy asked, rushing over to him.

Steve looked up, his face as ashen as paper, his eyes webbed with terrifying red veins. He opened his mouth, his voice as coarse as if he had swallowed a handful of gravel. "She... cut her wrist."

Emmy's breath hitched, her brows instantly knitting together in profound worry. James reached out a long arm and pulled his wife into his embrace. His sharp, hawkish dark eyes locked onto Steve in silence, yet his gaze radiated an unspoken, commanding pressure.

Not long after, chaotic footsteps rang down the hall once more. Krystina and Abriella, having just heard the news, hurried over in a panic.

"What happened? She was perfectly fine, why is she in emergency surgery?" When Krystina heard Emmy whisper the news of Sylvia's suicide attempt, she was the most utterly disbelieving of them all, her eyes turning instantly red. "How is that possible? Why would she do something so foolish? She was always so optimistic, so fiercely independent."

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