?<strong>Chapter 753:</strong>


    Most of the group couldn’t visit the hospital due to space constraints, opting instead to head home. There, they would wait eagerly to send their best wishes the moment Joelle delivered.


    The hospital was bustling with activity.


    However, the atmosphere was tinged with apprehension rather than joy.


    Joelle’s previous near-miss during delivery cast a shadow over the current proceedings, making anxiety the prevailing sentiment.


    Inside, the room was crowded. Yet Joelle, the mother-to-be, was surprisingly rxed, indulging in food and drink.


    “You don’t need to hover. I’m okay. Fannie, you made it too?”


    Fannie stepped closer, her concern palpable. “How are you holding up, Joelle?”


    “Pretty well, actually.”


    Despite the dietary restrictions throughout her pregnancy, her doctor had now given her the green light to eat as she wished to bolster her strength for the impendingbor.


    Diligently, Adrian fed her oatmeal spoon by spoon, maintaining a serious, focused expression.


    The doctor entered, his tone professional yetforting. “It’s nearly time. We should head to the delivery room soon.”


    Adrian donned sterile attire, his grip on Joelle’s hand firm and steady.


    Firm and reassuring as they prepared to enter the delivery room, he said, “Joelle, no matter what happens, I’m right here with you.”


    Joelle’s face contorted as another surge of pain gripped her, her eyebrows drawn together in distress.


    She managed to tolerate the current contractions, bracing herself for the more intense pain still toe.


    Seeing her suffer so intensely, Adrian felt a deep sorrow. “Joelle, remember, I’m right here. If the pain overwhelms you, just hold my hand tighter.”


    Joelle managed a faint smile, gave a nod, and sped his hand with all her might.


    They proceeded into the delivery room, leaving family and friends outside in the waiting area.


    Inside, Joelle fortified her resolve, reminding herself she needed to survive this ordeal for her family’s sake, as much as her own. Despite her bravery, she still experienced fear. Aurora’s voice pierced through her anxiety, shouting, “Mom, you’re strong enough to do this!” This bolstered her will to endure.


    With Adrian steadfast at her side, she felt reassured, knowing that if the worst were to happen, his presence would be her ultimate sce.


    Three hours passed.


    The constant beeping of medical machines echoed in Adrian’s ears.


    Doctors moved around them, their hands covered in blood as they injected medications to stabilize Joelle’s heartbeat. Adrian felt helpless. His only role was to providefort and encouragement in the face of this grave uncertainty.


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