Chapter 190

“If you had just told me,” Daimon went on, his voice rising, “I would’ve done something. I could have done something for my daughter! But you—” He cut himself off, jaw clenching as he fought to hold back the storm inside him. “For all this time, I’ve been trying to get close to you, to win you back. And you—” His voice cracked, eyes burning with betrayal. “You never even trusted me enough to tell me my daughter is sick. Why, Elyana?” Elyana opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Her lips quivered, her shoulders shook, but the words—whatever they were—wouldn’t form. The silence between them stretched heavy and suffocating. Daimon took a step back, pain etched across his face. “How could you not tell me? She’s my daughter too…” Elyana's lips parted, trembling, but before she could respond, the door to the operating room swung open. A nurse stepped out, her expression urgent. “Mr. Blackwood, Miss Elyana—the doctor needs to speak with you right away.” They both jumped to their feet. Insid