Chapter 1384
The moment Thalassa laid eyes on Richard, it was as if she had received a message from Lysander himself. Her hands trembled so much that she nearly dropped her bowl of soup. “Whoa there, careful with the soup,” Astrid exclaimed, her voice a mix of surprise and concern as she saw the bowl wobble dangerously in Thalassa’s grip.
Snapping back to reality, Thalassa steadied the bowl, placing it on the nightstand before rushing towards Richard with legs that felt like jelly.
As she moved, her knees buckled, nearly sending her tumbling to the ground, but with a forceful push, she rebounded and staggered to Richard’s side. Her clear eyes shimmered with deep anxiety as she asked, “Mr. Richard, how is Lysander?”
Taking a deep breath to calm his racing heart, Richard met Thalassa’s expectant gaze. He swallowed hard, searching for the right words, and finally said, “The surgery went well overall. Lysander is out of immediate danger.”
Out of immediate danger.
Those words allowed the tension that had gripped Thalassa for days to ebb away with a heavy sigh of relief.
Tears streamed down her face in an instant. Lysander was alright, at last!
The worry that had consumed her heart for three days was finally put to rest.
“Lysander’s out of danger. Why are you crying?” Richard asked, his voice tinged with bewilderment.
Shouldn’t she be rejoicing at the news? Yet there was Thalassa, letting tears fall.
Hastily wiping away her tears, Thalassa explained with urgency, “It’s just… I’m so relieved, happy tears, you know? He’s going to be alright, and that’s all that matters.”
“Don’t get too happy, though,” Richard cautioned suddenly.
His words instantly tightened the strings of Thalassa’s calmed nerves, her voice now edged with panic, “What do you mean?”
Richard’s eyelashes fluttered down, a sad acknowledgment of the harsh truth that he could not conceal. “Lysander is in a vegetative state. The doctors say there’s only a five percent chance he’ll wake up.”
Boom!
The news struck Thalassa like a thunderbolt, ravaging her newly blossomed hope and turning it into a desolate ruin.
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Chapter 1384
“What… what did you say?” she stammered, her body going numb with shock.
The warmth that had begun to return to her body was swiftly replaced by a chilling dread.
Richard’s voice was heavy with sorrow, “You need to prepare yourself mentally. Lysander may remain in this state for the rest of his life.”
The rest of his life?
The words pierced Thalassa’s heart like a sharp knife. She staggered backward, her newfound tears of joy transforming into torrents of despair.
“Oh dear, what are we going to do? The father of the children is in a vegetative state. How did this happen?” Astrid, lying in her hospital bed, could hardly bear the grim news, her heart aching at the thought.
If this outsider felt such pain, how much more devastating must it be for Thalassa, the one directly affected by the cruel strike of fate?
Biting her lip, tears cascading like pearls off a broken string, Thalassa’s breath hitched, and her heart constricted as if bound by invisible strings.
Then, turning back to Richard, she declared with a resolute voice, “I must take care of Lysander. The doctors mentioned there’s still a five percent chance for him to wake up, right? I’ve seen it on TV. They say that with meticulous care, talking and interacting with. someone in a coma can increase their chances of waking up.”
Lysander had been injured trying to save her, and she couldn’t just sit around and do nothing.
Even if Zephyr objected, she must find a way to be there for Lysander.
“Your resolve is admirable, but how do you plan to get close to Lysander?” Richard posed the critical question.
With Zephyr in the picture, Thalassa might not even get the chance to see Lysander alone care for him.
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