How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 393

The family doctor's voice trembled as he spoke, "No... it's no use. Even if we rush him to the hospital and put him on life support, he's got maybe a week or two left, at most."

Everyone in the room felt a jolt of shock.

Stuart seemed to come back to his senses a bit. His gaze shifted from the blood-soaked floor to Norbert, who was barely clinging to life. Was this the end? Would he really die? Perhaps death wasn't so terrible, considering how painful living had been.

Norbert appeared to struggle to get up. The doctor panicked, "Norbert, please don't move, you're still bleeding!"

But Norbert remained determined. Orson had no choice but to help Norbert sit up. Norbert looked at Stuart and then at the younger members of the Hetfield family standing at the door. It was a sad sight. After a lifetime of battles, at the end, not a single family member was by his side—only Orson, the loyal fool.

Norbert caught his breath, each one heavier than the last. After a moment, he said, "Everyone, leave. I need to speak with Stuart."

The faces at the door immediately turned sour. The younger ones, Rose Hetfield and Lily Hetfield, knew deep down that their grandfather was likely on his deathbed, about to discuss his will. How could they leave at a time like this?

Rose, trying to mask her concern, said, "Grandpa, whatever you need to say, it can wait. Let's get you to the hospital first."

"There's no need. Leave," Norbert said firmly.

Lily, less composed than Rose, couldn't help herself, "Grandpa, whatever you want to say, I want to hear it too. We're family."

"I said leave!" Norbert raised his voice. Angered, he coughed, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.