Chapter 98

Dr. Everett exhaled heavily, setting down his medical bag. “I’ll need space to work. Step aside, Mr. DeLuca.”

Marco didn’t move. He didn’t even acknowledge the request. His eyes remained fixed on Grace, as if willing her to wake up just by holding her hand.

The doctor sighed, already expecting this kind of resistance. “Marco,” he tried again, gentler this time, “let me do my job. She needs treatment.”

Still, Marco refused to budge. His grip on Grace’s hand tightened, his jaw clenching. “I’m not leaving.” His voice was low as if warning him.

Dr. Everett raised a brow, unimpressed. “You staying here won’t change anything. If anything, you’ll only get in the way.”

Marco’s gaze snapped up, his dark eyes burning with frustration. “If you think I’m just going to stand outside while she—”

“She already made that decision for you,” the doctor interrupted smoothly, leveling him with a knowing look.

Dr. Everett shook his head as he began preparing his