Charles stood with his back to Dahlia, deep in conversation with Andrew. Evelyn was a bundle of nerves, her mind consumed with worry for her mother. She couldn''t be bothered with Dahlia just then. She rushed over to Andrew, gripping his arm tightly, her voice barely steady. "Dr. Nelson, where''s my mom? How is she?"


    Andrew met Evelyn''s eyes, his face serious as heid it out straight. "Ms. Evelyn, your mom had an ident, and things are looking critical. We need to operate immediately."


    The urgency of the situation hit Evelyn like a bolt of lightning. She knew exactly what that meant. They''d held off on the surgery before because her mother''s health was too precarious. The odds of sess had been slim, so they''d focused on getting her stronger first. But now, with her mom at her weakest...


    The chances...


    Evelyn felt herself teetering on the edge.


    "Eve..."


    From the moment Evelyn had arrived, Charles''s focus had been solely on her. He reached out just in time to steady her.


    Evelyn brushed off Charles''s support, swallowing down the rising tide of panic and fear. She looked Andrew straight in the eye, her voice raw, "Dr. Nelson, what are the odds for the surgery?"


    "Ten percent."


    Andrew held her gaze for a moment before answering truthfully.


    At the mention of ten percent, tears welled up in Evelyn''s eyes. She bit down hard on her lip.


    Blood trickled from the fresh wound as she whispered, "There''s no waiting, is there?"


    "No."


    Evelyn''s lips quivered uncontrobly.


    Charles tried to reassure her, "Eve, Andrew will do everything he can. Your mom will pull through."


    Evelyn didn''t respond to Charles. The surgery was already being prepped. Charles had called in specialists who were nearby, and they''d all rushed over at his call.


    With trembling hands, Evelyn took the consent form from Andrew and signed her


    name.


    "Dr. Nelson, please, you have to save my mom."


    She couldn''t bear the thought of losing another loved one.


    "Ms. Evelyn, I''ll do my utmost."


    His wordscked conviction. Josephine''s condition had been on the mend initially, with a chance of sess over seventy percent. But now, even ten percent was a stretch.  swnovel


    Truth be told, he had


    left.


    frail thine''s condition was


    just surviving the surgery a big question mark.  swnovel


    was


    The operating room doors shut in Evelyn''s face.


    Charles watched her with a worried expression.


    Behind them, Dahlia couldn''t suppress a smile at hearing the ten percent sess rate.


    It was practically a death sentence.


    Getting someone onto the operating table when they''re barely clinging to life- pulling through would take a miracle.


    So, she wasn''t worried.


    While Dahlia silently cursed, who had been watching the


    operating room door, sud


    spun


    around and charged at her  swnovel


    She kicked Dahlia''s wheelchair with all her might.


    The wheelchair mmed into the wall, and Dahlia was thrown out,nding awkwardly at Evelyn''s feet.


    "Eve!"


    Charles leapt forward, wrapping his arms around Evelyn to hold her back.


    Even with her upper body restrained, Evelyn didn''t hesitate. She kicked Dahlia right in the face.