Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter XXX:

Early discharge had become an absolute necessity. Wall Group couldn’t afford to spiral any deeper into chaos without her direct intervention.

Meanwhile, across town, Blaine answered another call—this one from his bodyguard.

Though his voice maintained its steady tone, a brief flash of impatience swept across his features like storm clouds gathering on the horizon.

“Any progress on your end? Have you managed to fix that phone yet?”

Jack’s shattered phone could contain vital clues that might unlock this entire mystery, and Blaine found himself running desperately short on precious time.

Silence stretched uncomfortably on the other end of the line before the bodyguard finally gathered enough courage to deliver his report.

“Mr. Castro, the phone remains completely non-functional. The replacement parts are incredibly specialized and hard to source. And… we just received disturbing news from the hospital—Stan might not survive the night. The doctors say he’s experiencing what they call a brief rally before the final decline.”

Blaine’s fingers tightened around the phone until his knuckles turned white, his heart plummeting into his stomach. This development spelled nothing but trouble, and he struggled to suppress the rising wave of dread that threatened to overwhelm his chest.

“Understood. I’m heading there immediately.” Whatever the true situation might be, he needed to witness it firsthand rather than rely on secondhand reports.

If Stan had genuinely regained consciousness, even for the briefest of moments, he might still possess enough strength to reveal something crucial about what had transpired.

Thirty minutes later, Blaine strode through the entrance of the hospital’s intensive care unit, his footsteps echoing ominously through the sterile corridors.

The atmosphere hung thick with the acrid scent of industrial disinfectant, so potent that it burned his nostrils and made his lungs protest with each breath.

A weary doctor stood sentinel at the entrance and immediately stepped forward with an expression of profound gravity etched into his weathered features.

“Mr. Castro, thank God you’ve arrived.”

Lɒtєst ϲh𝒶ptєrs ιn g𝓪lnovеℓ𝓈.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Blaine released a sharp, impatient breath while his brows drew together in visible frustration. This was definitely not the appropriate moment for polite pleasantries or meaningless small talk.

“Skip the formalities and get straight to the point. How is Stan’s condition right now?”

The doctor’s expression grew significantly darker as he slowly shook his head from side to side, deep regret carving painful lines across his tired features.

“The patient did briefly regain consciousness about an hour ago, but unfortunately, all his vital signs have dropped to dangerously critical levels. I’m deeply afraid… he doesn’t have much time remaining.”

Those devastating words struck Blaine with the force of an icy tidal wave, instantly extinguishing the last flickering ember of hope that had been burning stubbornly in his chest.

He had far too many unanswered questions and dangling loose threads in this complex web of mystery—and Stan perhaps possessed the knowledge to weave them together into a coherent picture. If Stan died now, the investigation trail would freeze solid once again.

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Message from Noah: Have a beautiful day dear ones. God loves you and Noah wishes you all the best. (─‿‿O)

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