Seeing her distress, Be quickly stepped forward to steady her, her own face etched with worry.


    Ste tried topose herself, though her voice quivered as she asked, What is the sess rate of the operation? Bradly sighed deeply before replying, Only 50%.


    The panic in Stes eyes grew, her breathing quickening as she asked in desperation, Is there any other solution? Bradly shook his head regretfully.


    Im afraid there isnt.


    At this moment, surgery is the only option.


    But youll need to decide quicklythe Longer we wait, the higher the risk bes.


    Ste fought to hold back her sadness and offered a small nod.


    Dr.


    Taylor, thank you for the diagnosis.


    As for the surgery.. I think its best to wait until Matthew wakes up.


    Ill discuss it with him then.


    Bradly acknowledged her decision with a sympathetic nod and said nothing further.


    Gathering herposure, Ste asked softly, When do you think Matthew might wake up? Bradlys brow furrowed as he replied, I cant guarantee a specific time.


    His condition is quiteplicated.


    Realizing she wouldnt get more answers, Ste chose not to press further.


    Instead, she exchanged contact information with Bradly.


    Shortly afterward, Whitney and Bradly took their leave.


    Be stayed behind, keeping Stepany as they waited anxiously outside the hospital room.


    Meanwhile, Howards secretary, upon leaving the hospital, wasted no time. He immediately arranged for someone to investigate the real reason behind Stes visit to the hospital.


    Soon, the secretary received Stes pregnancy test report.


    Without a moments hesitation, the secretary dialed Dens number and ryed the Latest twist.


    Ste has turned down our invite.


    Adding another detail, he reported, Matthew has passed out at the hospital and is still out cold.


    Once he had briefed his boss, he cautiously asked, Sir, whats my next move? After mulling it over briefly, Den directed, Get out of the hospital for starters.


    And make sure you wipe any trace of Stes pregnancy.


    Leave no stone unturned.


    Meanwhile, Ste and Be were by Matthews side in the ward, their vigil unyielding.


    As the shadows lengthened into evening, there was still no change in Matthews condition. Seeing the strain on Ste, Fernando gently suggested, Mrs.


    rk, why dont you head back to the hotel and catch some rest? Sticking around wont speed up his recovery.


    Be backed him up.


    Hes right, Ste.


    Youve been running on fumes.


    With Matthew stable and no surgery on the immediate horizon, its best you recharge.


    Youll need your strength for whats toe.


    Torn, Ste was reluctant to leave, but the thought of her unborn child tipped the scales.


    With a resigned nod, she agreed.