Semua Bab Soldier, Billionaire, and Contract Husband: Bab 191 - Bab 200

Callie’s hands trembled as she pulled back the curtains and approached him. ‘Suthat!’The boy’s face flushed with embarrassment, his big eyes wide.He bowed his head, avoiding Callie’s gaze. ‘Doctor, I’m sorry...’‘Sorry?’ Callie frowned, her concern evident.She picked up the leaking IV drip. ‘You should be apologising to yourself. Giving up on treatment like this will only make your condition worse.’Looking at the frail boy, Callie’s heart softened. ‘Suthat, why did you pull it out? Why didn’t you want to get better?’‘Doctor, I don’t want to leave this place,’ Suthat said softly, his clear eyes locked onto Callie’s, each word deliberate. ‘I have no family here, no idea where to go. If I leave, I’ll be all alone.’Callie was shocked by his explanation, her body tensing.She had never expected this to be Suthat’s true motivation.‘Doctor, I thought that if my condition stayed bad, I could stay here forever,’ Suthat confessed, his voice trembling. ‘I’m sorry. You cared so much for me

‘Could she be in the lounge?’ Wendy approached the room where Callie and Elias were holed up, her knuckles rapping sharply on the door.Callie stood close to the door and caught Wendy’s voice, her immediate reaction pushing Elias away.If Wendy, that notorious gossip, spotted them in this compromising position, she’d have enough ammunition for gossip to last a lifetime.However, Elias grabbed her hand, intertwining his fingers with hers and pinning her hands above her head.His body pressed firmly against hers, his chest melding to hers as if he was determined to keep her from escaping.‘Elias! Don’t—’ Callie started to speak, but the fear of Wendy overhearing held her back.Elias leaned in, his voice a low, intimate murmur against her ear. ‘Bunny, no matter what happens today, I won’t let you slip away...’Elias meant every word, his intention clear, not a teasing threat.Outside the door, Wendy, met with silence after knocking, attempted to turn the handle, but it refused to budge.

Callie’s surgical gown was stained with blood, and the exhaustion from the procedure caught up with her.After washing up, she curled up in a corner of the operating room, closed her eyes, and attempted to rest briefly.Jamison removed his mask and gloves, checked on the patient, then re-entered the room to find Callie slumped against the wall, fast asleep despite the constant din around her.Jamison couldn’t help but smile at the sight.He lifted Callie in his arms, carried her to the doctor’s lounge and placed her on a bed, making sure she was comfortable.Then he found an armchair and plopped down in it.The surgery took a toll on him as well.Hunger gnawed at him.Observing Callie, Jamison reasoned that she, too, was likely famished.Callie excelled at caring for others but often neglected her own well-being, and Jamison had grown accustomed to it.He decided to head to the cafeteria and grab some food for himself and her.Angelia spotted him and approached. ‘Dr Garcia, is this yo

‘Harriet...’ Callie murmured, dread filling her.She quickly proceeded to the emergency operating theatre.Elias stood at the door, his face tense and devoid of emotion.His military uniform was stained with blood, unmistakably Harriet’s.Lemuel was looking equally concerned. ‘Thank god you are here! Dr Angelia Hawthorne and Dr Meyers are already inside. They probably need your help.’Elias’s eyes focused on Callie, and at the same time, recognised Jamison who stood by her side.Callie quickly assessed the situation and hurriedly put on a surgical gown and gloves with the help of a nurse.As she was about to enter the operating theatre, Elias spoke, ‘Callie, you must save Harriet.’Callie understood the gravity of the situation.Harriet held a special place in Elias’s heart.She was a childhood friend and a trusted comrade.Elias saw her as a sister, and he couldn’t bear to lose her.‘I’ll do my best.’ Callie nodded at him, and entered the operating theatre alongside Jamison.Inside,

Elias held Callie close, his lips gently brushing her forehead.With a sigh, he spoke, his voice tinged with concern. ‘You’re always looking out for everyone else, darling—Harriet, the patients, and me. But when do you ever look after yourself?’Callie smiled.She always wore a gentle smile, the one that made it seem like she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders without complaint.Even when she wasn’t happy, it felt like no one would notice.But she was his wife, and he sure as hell didn’t want to be the one neglecting her.She’d risked her career and medical license to save Harriet, even if Elias hadn’t asked.He might not have been a doctor, but he could still see the danger in that gunshot wound on Harriet’s chest.Elias couldn’t be with Callie in the operating theatre, but he could imagine the icy tension and the immense pressure the surgeons were under.Callie leaned against Elias and sighed contentedly.The rhythm of her heartbeat pulsed beneath his hand, but her hea