In the ward, the doctors were busy just now but were now walking out of Rosalie’s ward. Their expressions showed that the situation was not optimistic.

None dared to look at Byron’s expression when they walked to the door.

“So, how’s everything?”

Mary stood by him, and Byron asked.

Something was on Mary’s mind, and she seemed to be in a daze when Byron spoke to her. She only answered after a few seconds, and her expression did not look good.

“Rosie…”

Although doctors had been trying to soften the blood vessels, the effect had been minimal, and Rosalie’s condition did not seem promising.

Mary could only try to support Rosalie silently and convince herself Rosalie would be fine.

She could see Byron had not slept the night before even though he had said he would get some sleep. His facial complexion looked almost as pale as Rosalie’s now.

Rosalie hesitated, not knowing how to say what was on her mind.

He looked at her firmly, and he sounded firm. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll never l