Her words hit me like a tidal wave. My heart sank, heavy with a mix of emotions I couldn’t untangle.
Relief? Disappointment? I didn’t know anymore.
Throwing off the covers, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and got up.
Without another word, I walked out of the hospital room.
Behind me, Bertha ’s anxious voice called out.
"Dr. Eddie, where are you going?"
"A lot happened yesterday! The internet is exploding with rumors about you being ungrateful and letting your wife die!"
"Don't... don't go to Susan’s ward; they're being—"
Her words trailed off as I ignored her, heading straight to the door of Susan’s hospital room.
I pushed it open without hesitation. The ward was bustling with people.
Susan sat propped up in bed, her face pale but framed by a gentle smile.
Anthony and Margareth stood nearby, their faces glowing with gratitude as they handed a silk banner to Robert.
The dean stood proudly beside them, his hand resting on Robert ’s shoulder, his tone full of admiration.
"Robert was fearless in the face of danger and performed exceptionally well. He managed to save the patient despite the odds."
"I think he’s the perfect candidate to take over when the head of your department retires."