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Heartbreak Billionaire - Heartbreak Billionaire: He should never have let go - Chapter 55
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Even knowing this, Alexia still tried calling him, but he never picked up.
In the end, Alexia explained the seriousness of the situation and, using her influence as the hospital director’s daughter, signed the critical care consent form herself, planning to get the proper paperwork later.
Giffard saw the frustration tighten Brandon’s features, and a hint of a sneer tugged at his lips.
He had already given Brandon a chance. If Brandon had come into the hospital to ask about Millie, Giffard might have thought there was some decency left in him. But Brandon stayed away.
That actually made everything simple and clear.
Giffard watched as Brandon rolled up his window and drove off without looking back, his own expression giving nothing away.
The midnight breeze tugged at the edge of Giffard’s white coat as he watched the Aston Martin vanish around the corner. He shook his head and let out a quiet sigh.
When Millie finally opened her eyes, morning sunlight spilled into the room. Soft rays of gold streamed through the window, bathing everything in a gentle light.
“Millie, you’re awake!” Alexia called out.
Still groggy, Millie saw Alexia and Charles by her bedside, both wearing anxious expressions. The ache in her body brought every painful memory rushing back. She tried to speak but only managed a single word. “I…”
The pain, along with the memory of all that blood before she passed out, filled her with dread.
Alexia reached out and gently helped Millie sit up, her own eyes full of sorrow.
“Millie, the baby didn’t make it,” she said softly.
Millie parted her lips to respond but then stopped, saying nothing at all.
After half a minute of silence, she bowed her head and finally whispered, “Okay.”
Her voice was flat. No anger, no tears, not even surprise. Just a quiet acceptance.
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Alexia and Charles shared a look of concern. At last, Charles stepped closer to Millie and spoke. “Millie, you need to give yourself time to heal. It’s fortunate that you didn’t break any bones when you fell, but you still have soft tissue injuries, and your concussion isn’t better yet—not to mention the miscarriage…” His voice turned gentle, as though he feared speaking too sharply might cause Millie to slip away entirely.
He continued, “I’ll sign you off from the Heavenly Melody show for now, and after you recover—”
Millie interrupted before he could finish. “I want to be on the show.”
Under the blanket, her hands balled into fists, fingernails pressing so hard into her palms that they drew blood. That pain was sharp, but it reminded her she was still alive.
With her back against the headboard, Millie kept her face blank and unreadable. She lifted her eyes to Charles. “I can handle it.”
Charles hesitated. “But the first live show is in just three days,” he said. “Your health—”
“I can handle it,” Millie repeated, her tone as calm as ever, no sign of emotion in her voice.
Her hands shook beneath the covers from how tightly she held them.
Charles looked at Alexia, who gave a tiny nod.