Chapter 272
Chapter 272:
“Celeste, hold on. | will save you,” she whispered, her voice firm with resolve. “Charlotte, prepare for surgery!”
Charlotte had been on standby, but without Khloe’s surgical expertise, she didn’t dare attempt to treat Celeste’s
wound. At the command, she quickly readied the surgical instruments.
Khloe disinfected and changed into surgical attire. Standing over Celeste, she took a deep breath, preparing to
remove the knife.
Her hands shook slightly. She was fully aware of the gravity of the situation. One wrong move, and Celeste could
be dead. But Khloe had no choice. She had to do this.
She tightened her grip on the knife, her eyes focused and steady.
“Celeste, hang on,” she whispered, praying as she quickly pulled the knife out. Blood spurted from the wound on
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCeleste’s chest, soaking the table. The sight was enough to send a chill through anyone's veins.
Ivy Seymour, Celeste’s mother, watched from behind the glass, her body sinking to the floor in despair.
“Celeste! | was wrong! Please don’t die!”
Then she snapped at Khloe, filled with fury.
“Khloe, it’s your fault! You exposed us and ruined my daughter! If it weren't for you, Celeste wouldn't be like this!
You'll regret this!”
“Enough!” Henrik thundered, his eyes locked onto Ivy, sharp and commanding.
When Ivy locked eyes with Henrik, a chill of fear shot through her, freezing her in place. The look in his eyes was
nothing short of terrifying. In that instant, Ivy felt like a helpless insect under his gaze, one that could be
effortlessly squashed.
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Henrik’s stare was icy and threatening as he towered over Ivy. “Hope your daughter makes it, or I'll send you
both straight to hell.”
Henrik had a plan. If Khloe couldnt save Celeste, he'd end Ivy's life and leave behind a suicide note blaming
Deep Blue, flipping the situation in Khloe's favor.
He felt no mercy for someone like Ivy, a woman who had betrayed trust and exploited her own daughter for gain.
Ivy was paralyzed with fear, her eyes wide in terror as her body refused to move or speak another word.
Back in the operating room, the tension was palpable. Once the incision was made, the bleeding wouldn't stop,
and though the pressure mounted on Khloe, her hands never faltered.
With quick precision, she pressed gauze against the bleeding site and shouted, “Hemostat!”
Charlotte rushed to her side, handing it over with a look of concern in her eyes.
Khloe skillfully clamped down on the blood vessel, trying to stop the torrent of blood. But the situation was far
worse than she anticipated. Celeste’s body seemed to be leaking blood endlessly.
The monitors blared incessantly, and Celeste’s heartbeat was plummeting by the second.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCharlotte's brow furrowed in deep concern. “The bleeding is catastrophic, and her heartbeat is nearly gone. In
this state, the chances of saving her are nearly impossible. Khloe, maybe it’s tto let her go.”
Khloe clenched her jaw, her eyes hard with determination.
“I won't give up on her.” Her mind raced through every possible solution, never wavering.
“Get the life-support machine, and put her on extracorporeal circulation now!” Khloe barked the order, her tone
leaving no room for hesitation.
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