Snatched a Billionaire to be My Husband
Chapter 268 The End of Time

Chapter 268 The End of Time

Once the surgery began, Cora became fully focused and immersed in her work.

"Clamp!"

"Wipe my sweat."

On the other side, outside the operating room, the Hansen family anxiously waited.

Time ticked away, and before they knew it, it was already 6 pm.

The surgery had been going on for a full eight hours, and Osborn had still not been wheeled out.Every time a nurse came out of the operating room, the Hansen family couldn't help but approachto inquire about Osborn's condition.

Although the nurses always reported that everything was going well, the fact that Osborn hadn'tbeen sent out made the Hansen family very uneasy.

"Why is the surgery taking so long? Could anything be wrong?" Lydia was particularly worried.She had pinned all her hopes of redistributing the Hansen Group's assets on Osborn's recovery.

If anything were to happen to Osborn, the Patton family would truly gain nothing.

"Mom, trust Cora. I believe she can do it," Eason tried to comfort Lydia.

But hearing Cora's name didn't bring much solace to her.

On the other hand, Byron didn't express any concerns. From the moment the surgery started, hehad been staring at the door of the operating room, staring at the illuminated sign displaying "InSurgery."

This situation continued until 9 pm when the surgery had been ongoing for a full eleven hours.Finally, the lights in the operating room were switched off.

As the doors swung open, all the members of the Hansen family rushed forward.

"Dr. Lane, how is my father?”

"Cora, how is Grandfather?"

Many of them asked at the same time. Cora, exhausted, looked towards Byron and smiled. "Thesurgery was very successful. He has been transferred to the intensive care unit for observation, butonce he wakes up, he'll be able to return to a regular ward.”

Upon hearing this, Byron also smiled. "Thank you," he said.

"It's the duty of a doctor.”

Amidst the seemingly private conversation between the two, there were expressions of gratitudefrom others as well.

"Thank you, Dr. Lane, for bringing my father back from the brink of death.”

"Thanks to the heavens. Please continue to bless my elderly father with a long and healthy life. I amwilling to spend the rest of my life in devotion...”

However, Cora couldn't be bothered to listen to the noisy voices. She turned around, intending toleave the office.

However, Byron grabbed her wrist. "Are you alright?" He asked.

Cora looked visibly exhausted. The eleven-hour surgery had taken a toll on her, leaving her fatigued.She seemed quite pale, and her legs were rather limp.

But she still smiled at Byron and said, “I'm fine. I just need to rest for a bit. You should go to checkon your father.”

Just then, Osborn was being wheeled out of the operating room.

"I'll come for you later," Byron said before hastily walking toward Osborn.

After returning to her office, Cora felt both tired and hungry.

However, she didn't have the energy to search for food. Instead, she opened a can of glucose waterand drank it before collapsing onto her desk, falling asleep.

After Byron sent Osborn to the intensive care unit and returned to replace Cora, he saw that she hadalready fallen asleep.

She held an empty glucose drip bottle in her hand, frowning in her sleep.

Byron felt both heartbroken and helpless. He took the empty bottle from her hand and gentlystroked her forehead. Finally, he placed his jacket over her shoulders.

In a daze, Cora could sense everything that Byron did. She faintly heard his familiar voice sighingsoftly by her ear, "Once everything is over, I'll cherish you till the end of time..."

She desperately wanted to confirm if those words were his solemn promise, but she was tooexhausted to open her eyes.