HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 278

The doctor looked at each of them in turn, his expression grave.

“Josh’s surgery was a success. The timely blood donation made a tremendous difference. For now, his condition is much more stable, but—” he stressed the last word, making everyone hold their breath, “we still need additional donors to maintain that stability.”

Althea instantly covered her mouth with her hand. Tears slipped down her cheeks again, but this time they carried a flood of relief. It felt as if the crushing weight pressing on her chest had been lifted. And she wasn’t the only one—Felicia, Daven, and Chase all felt that same release.

A chorus of shaky sighs filled the waiting room, the sound drawing a faint, relieved smile from the doctor himself. The hours he’d just spent fighting beside his team on the operating table had been harrowing.

“Oh, God… thank You… thank You…” Althea sobbed. “Thank you, Doctor. Thank you.”

Felicia’s lips curved in a trembling smile. “I knew Josh was strong. Thank you—thank you so much.”

Chase stepped forward. “I’ll keep reaching out for more donors. Give me a detailed list of what’s needed, Doctor, and I’ll make it happen as quickly as possible.”

The doctor gave a brief nod. “We’re deeply grateful, Mr. Miller.”

Daven, who had been holding his breath the entire time, bowed his head, his eyes glassy. “At least he made it past the worst.” His voice broke, his expression raw with relief. “You hear that, Arsen? Josh still needs more donors. We have to give everything we can.”

“Yes, Mr. Daven.” Arsen’s voice carried the same heavy relief.

The atmosphere in the waiting room shifted. The tension hadn’t vanished, but a fragile ray of hope had pierced through it. Althea collapsed back into her seat, sobbing against Chase’s chest. “I… I can’t imagine losing Josh, Chase.”

Chase smoothed a hand over her back, his voice steady and warm. “Praise God. He’s protecting Josh, bringing him back to us. And the doctors here are doing everything they can. Don’t forget, Josh is strong. Just like you.”

Felicia nodded, adding firmly though her voice trembled. “Josh will recover. We’re all here for him.”

“She’s right,” Daven said, drawing a deep breath before lifting his gaze to the doctor. “How much time do we have to find more donors?”

The doctor answered plainly. “As soon as possible. Josh’s condition is better, yes, but his body still needs additional blood supply within the next twenty-four hours. We’ll keep monitoring him closely and be ready the moment a suitable donor is found.”

Chase’s gaze sharpened on the doctor. “Make sure Josh gets the best.”

“Of course, Mr. Miller,” the doctor replied, nodding firmly. “Believe me—we’ll do everything in our power for him.”

Althea leaned forward, her voice trembling. “I want to see him. When can I?”

“Josh will be transferred to a recovery room shortly,” the doctor explained. “But you won’t be allowed in until he’s truly stable. We’ll let you know the moment it’s possible.”

Felicia slipped an arm around Althea, rubbing her shoulder gently. “We’ll see him soon, Althea. Just knowing he’s past the critical stage… isn’t that such a relief?”

Althea gave a faint nod, her lips pressed tight as if she feared words might shatter the fragile hope inside her.

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