358 I Am His Wife

Jackson’s mind reeled. His hand trembled uncontrollably as he held the document. “The baby… is it really beyond saving? Isn’t it seven months along? Can’t we do a cesarean section?”

The nurse sighed, her voice tinged with regret. “If Emily had arrived at the hospital sooner, there might have been a chance. But by the time she got here, it was too late. We can’t detect a fetal heartbeat, which means the baby’s heart has already stopped…”

Jackson felt as if the nurse’s words were drifting from a distant place, an unreal feeling overwhelming him. The last time he saw Emily, she was a tender, hopeful mother-to-be, eagerly anticipating the baby’s arrival. Now, not long after, the baby was lost, and Emily was in the operating room. What had happened…?

“Sir? Sir?” The nurse nudged him. “Please sign the document quickly. Time is of the essence. The patient needs immediate surgery. There can be no further delays.”