Surviving My Obsessive Ex novel Chapter 10

That morning, the world-renowned bone cancer expert, Dr. Colin, arrived in the city.

At 10:30 a.m., Margaret was wheeled back into the operating room.

William's heart felt like it was lodged in his throat. At that moment, he felt utterly helpless, unable to do anything except pray fervently for the surgery's success and for Margaret to survive this ordeal.

"Thank you, Buddha, for saving my child!"

A voice of a mother, overcome with joy and tears, could be heard outside the neighboring operating room. She gripped her son's warm hand tightly. "Thank God, He has heard my prayers and brought my child back to me!"

On a mountain stood a church.

From the foot of the mountain to the church, there were a total of 16,800 stone steps, and it would take an average person about three hours to walk up.

William stood on the stone steps, gazing at the solemn church atop the mountain. With each step, he prayed.

He had once been a staunch materialist, but in that moment, he desperately wished there were a God in this world.

He was willing to give up everything, just hoping that Margaret's surgery would be a success and that she would come through unharmed.

His bodyguards had been with him for five or six years and had never seen William so stubborn and devout.

"Mr. Bradford, if you continue to bow like this, your body won't be able to handle it."

One of the bodyguards, watching William with concern, urged, "God has already seen your sincerity. Why don't you just walk straight up the mountain? God will grant your wish."

William felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, but he shook his head and gritted his teeth, continuing to climb the next step. He knelt down and performed three deep, heavy bows.

He couldn’t give up. In his mind, Margaret’s lifeless face appeared, and compared to the suffering she endured from bone cancer, his own pain felt insignificant.

With sincere faith, he believed that the heavens and gods would see his earnestness and grant him another chance with Margaret.

William pressed his lips together and straightened his body, kneeling before the church. "No. Tonight, I must pray for Margaret's safety. I will not leave until I have done so."

"Mr. Bradford..."

"Enough."

William closed his eyes and let the cold rain pour down on him. This pain was nothing compared to what Margaret had suffered.

In the dark forest, William remained as stubborn as a rock, unwavering.

Time passed, and the sound of the rain continued. Then, the creaking of the church door echoed in the storm.

A heavy sigh from the priest followed. "It is the bitter fruit of destiny, why must you force it?"