Chapter 89 Recovery

• Victoria sat beside Ethan’s hospital bed, her hand gently resting on his, her gaze fixed on his pale face. The events of the past few days had felt like a blur, and all she could do now was focus on the present. Ethan was recovering, but the fear and uncertainty still hung in the air. His condition had been critical, but thanks to Zander, his life had been spared.
• Zander paced across the small room, his thoughts a whirlwind. He couldn’t help but glance at Victoria every now and then, noticing the exhaustion that clung to her features. She was still processing everything—everything they had learned about Ethan’s true paternity, everything that had happened in the wake of the chaos. But for now, there were more pressing matters to attend to. Ethan needed them.
• “I can’t believe how close we came to losing him,” Victoria said softly, her voice trembling. She swallowed, blinking back tears as she squeezed Ethan’s hand. “If it weren’t for you…” Her voice faltered, but Zander quickly crossed the room, kneeling next to her.