Chapter 161 What If There's No Hope?

• The moment Ethan's car skidded to a halt in front of his vast estate, a team of medical professionals was already waiting, their expressions steely with focus. The sprawling mansion, usually serene and imposing, buzzed with a different kind of energy tonight—urgent, heavy, life-threatening.
• As soon as the car doors swung open, the medical team rushed forward, swarming like ants to their assigned tasks. Jacob, still pale and weak from the multiple surgeries, was gently but swiftly pulled onto a stretcher. His body was fragile, hooked up to IVs and surrounded by a small fleet of doctors barking orders and checking vitals as they wheeled him inside.
• Aldo, hovering close behind, looked like a man on the edge of collapse. His eyes were dark with exhaustion, fear etched deep into the lines of his face. But he didn’t say a word. He just kept a hand on Jacob’s shoulder, grounding himself in the touch.