The entire scene was eerily quiet, resembling a silent pantomime. In less than a minute, Pearton was rushed to the operating room. Meanwhile, the nurses were about to cover Natalie with a white sheet.

"No!" Heather rushed forward, throwing herself onto Natalie. "My daughter is not dead. She's not dead; she's just sleeping... Get away! Get away!" She pulled at the white sheet, forcefully tossing it aside. "No one can touch my daughter. I will protect her."

Matthew walked slowly over. "Heather..."

"You too, go away! I don't want to see you!" Heather screamed. She cradled Natalie's head, all bloodied, a terrifying sight.

Shawn observed coldly. After a while, he uttered, "God is fair." They both fell from the same height. Natalie died on the spot, but Pearton still had a chance of survival!

Shawn would get the best medical resources in the entire city, sparing no effort to save Pearton. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up. He wanted Pearton alive, as he was th