Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband novel Chapter 502

(Jayden)

The next morning, I sat at the edge of her bed in the dim light of the intensive care room. The machines hum softly around us, their rhythmic beeping a constant reminder of how fragile this moment is.

Winona’s face is pale, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks like she’s caught in a restless dream. But she’s here, she’s going to be okay. But U still have to tell her the news.

She still has to hear me say the words about our baby, about her operation.

Her fingers twitch against the sheets, and my heart leaps. She’s waking up.

“Winona?” I lean forward, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Hey, sweetheart. I’m here. You’re okay.”

Her eyelids flutter open, her gaze unfocused at first, then locking onto mine. Her lips part, dry and cracked, as she tries to speak.

“Jayden…” Her voice is a hoarse whisper, barely audible over the hum of the machines.

“I’m here,” I repeat, my voice steady even though my chest is about to cave in.

She blinks, her hand moving instinctively to her abdomen. A small gasp escapes her lips, and her eyes widen. “The baby…” The tears fell down her cheeks. “I’m sorry…I’m so sorry, Jayden…”

My stomach knots, the words lodging in my throat like a jagged stone. I grip her hand tightly, as though my touch can somehow shield her from what I have to say.

“Winona, listen to me. You’re alive. You made it through surgery. You’re here with us. That’s what matters.”

Her eyes search mine, desperate and pleading. “But our baby…our miracle…he’s…he’s gone.”

I close my eyes briefly, the weight of her question pressing down on me like a tidal wave. “Yes. We lost him, Winona. I’m so sorry it wasn’t meant to be.”

Her face crumples, and a sob escapes her, raw and gut-wrenching. It feels like someone has reached into my chest and ripped out my heart.

“No,” she whispers, shaking her head weakly. Tears stream down her face, soaking the pillow beneath her. “No. I knew not to get my hopes up. I knew it was too much to believe in.”

I feel utterly helpless as I watch her crumble. “You’re human, you had to believe. We had too. But I’m here, the kids are waiting at home,” I say, my voice breaking. “We’re not going anywhere.”

Her hand slips from mine, moving back to her abdomen as though trying to confirm what she already knows. Her fingers press against the bandages, and she winces. Her eyes darted to mine, wide and terrified. “Jayden… something’s wrong. It feels… different.”

My breath catches.

I lean closer, my forehead nearly touching hers. “Winona… There was too much bleeding. The doctors had to make a decision to save you.”

Her body stiffens, her breathing quickening. “What… what decision?”

I swallow hard, the words tasting like ash. “They had to perform a hysterectomy. I gave them permission.”

Her sobs shatter me. I hold her until they subside.

“Oh…” Her hands clutch the sheets, her knuckles white as she trembles. “I… I know you made the right choice for me. But it’s a shock. I can’t have more kids, I don’t need a womb…but I still feel…empty somehow.”