The Officer's Runaway Wife and Secret Son novel Chapter 425

The red light above the operating room door stayed on.

When a doctor finally emerged, the waiting crowd briefly gathered around him, only to quickly disperse after hearing, "We've reached a point where there's nothing more we can do. The family should prepare themselves."

Mason and Liam exchanged a look, said nothing, and walked to opposite ends of the hallway to make phone calls.

Rhys, standing nearby, could hear them discussing tomorrow's stock market opening, the handover of several company projects, and the progress of the will's probate with the legal team.

In the eyes of these people, a moment of life and death was little more than an unexpected business crisis that needed immediate handling.

After their calls, they walked back, patted Rhys on the shoulder, and said they had to rush back to the company to prepare an emergency plan for the board of directors.

Soon, half the people were gone.

Nellie and Mateo were still too young, so a red-eyed Mia had Wendy take them home as well.

She sat on the bench, her face in her hands, tears streaming down.

Mia was the old man's favorite daughter. Faced with the countdown to her father's death, all her usual sharp, capable demeanor from the office had crumbled.

Rhys sat beside her when his phone vibrated in his pocket.

It took him a moment to pull it out. The screen lit up, showing a message notification on the lock screen.

Rhys blinked several times, trying to confirm the contact name.

Wife.

His first thought was that he was hallucinating from exhaustion.

That contact name had always been in his list.

At first, his messages had vanished into a void. Then, they were met with a red exclamation mark.

But he could never bring himself to change the self-deceiving name.

He opened the chat. His screen was filled with his own sent messages, each one accompanied by a delivery failure icon.

They were all the words he had typed but couldn't send during countless sleepless nights, after life-or-death missions.

But now, at the very bottom, a single white message bubble had appeared out of nowhere.

[How's your grandfather?]

It was really from her.

She had unblocked him. In that digital world, she had finally carved out a path for him, accepting his presence once more.

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