Chapter 314

The doctor anxiously dialed Juan's number.

"Mr. Nichols, your wife is bleeding heavily, but the blood reserves have already been moved. Please, come and see her one last time."

In the operating room, doctors and nurses rushed around the table. Debra lay on the operating table, her life hanging in the balance. She thought that perhaps a word of concern from Juan would bring her some comfort in her final moments.

But instead, his cold, cruel voice echoed in her ears. "She's not yet? Call me when she's gone."

Debra snapped open her eyes, her back drenched with sweat. The warm, sticky blood, the cold scalpel, and the smell of antiseptic felt so real.

"Had a nightmare?" Marion said.

Debra realized she had been resting her head on his shoulder.

"I must have fallen asleep," she murmured, fatigue etched on her face.

The surgery was still ongoing. Marion suggested, "I'll take you home. My people will stay here and keep us updated."

Debra shook her head. "I'm worried about Ralph."

He w