Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done (Winter and Chris) novel Chapter 489

Chapter 489

Early the next morning, Winter woke before dawn. After quickly washing up, she went to the ICU on the top floor.

She had barely slept the night before.

Still, she had pretended to be asleep so no one would notice.

More than anything, the thought of seeing Richie, holding him, and feeding him gave her something to look forward to.

It gave her a reason to keep going.

She didn’t want to think of herself as a patient.

As she walked out of her room, she pulled her sleeve down to cover the bandage around her wrist.

Not far away, Gavin watched her enter the elevator. Only then did he knock on Chris’s door and push it open.

“Mrs…”

He stopped himself quickly.

“Ms. Scott went to see Richie.”

Chris buttoned his hospital gown.

“Got it.”

Gavin followed slightly behind him as they left the room.

While they waited for the elevator, Gavin reported, “After Jimmy went back to the university yesterday, he didn’t do anything unusual. He went to his meeting, taught his classes, and went home. He’s always kept to himself and doesn’t socialize much.”

That was exactly what Chris had expected.

His expression remained cold.

“He’s too calculating to expose himself this quickly, even if he has something to hide. Have someone keep watching him in secret.”

“Yes.”

The elevator reached the top floor.

Chris stepped out and looked at the heavy isolation doors as they slowly closed. Winter was walking inside step by step, still carefully checking whether her protective gown was properly secured.

Chris stopped and quietly watched her serious expression.

The doors closed completely, and Winter’s thin figure soon disappeared from view.

Chris withdrew his gaze and walked toward the doctor’s office.

The doctor was already waiting inside. The moment he saw Chris, he stood up from his chair.

Chris lifted a hand slightly, signaling for him to sit back down, then took the seat across from him.

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“Mr. Xander, Richie’s bone marrow transplant treatment begins tomorrow. You should still remember the treatment plan.”

Chris’s dark eyes dimmed slightly.

He had read those treatment plans countless times in the dead of night. He had looked up more information than he could remember.

Aside from actual hands-on experience, he knew almost as much as an ordinary doctor in this field.

The first step was chemotherapy, with radiation added to the treatment plan. And Richie was barely over a year old.

The doctor adjusted his glasses, unable to hide the sympathy in his voice.

“Even though we’re using the best medication and treatment options available, Richie is still going to suffer during the radiation. Given Ms. Scott’s current condition, I don’t recommend letting her stay at the hospital with him through this.

“I’m worried she won’t be able to handle the first three days.”

The doctor didn’t notice that Chris’s eyes had already reddened slightly before he even said Richie was going to suffer.

Chris’s jaw tightened.

He opened the stem cell transplant consent form in front of him and skimmed it quickly. Some words still looked brutal, no matter how many times he had read them.

He closed the consent form and said to the doctor, “I understand.”

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