Chapter 1784

The day Debra went into labor, the Potter Mansion buzzed with chaos.

Jordan had a medical team on standby to whisk her to Central Hospital.

Debra got swarmed like a VIP. They'd rehearsed the whole thing a million times, but when the day hit, everyone still freaked out.

Since they'd locked in the delivery date, Debra stayed awake and lucid. At the hospital, she just followed the doctors' orders like a champ.

She eyed the operating table and slowly shut her eyes.

At first, she caught snippets of noise. Then exhaustion took over, and she conked out.

Once again, they went back to that dream.

The garden of the Potter Mansion looked like it did a decade ago. She wandered to the swing set, gave it a nudge, and heard her parents call from a distance.

"Debra, come say hi to Mr. and Mrs. Potter." They waved her over.

This time, it felt different. She knew she was dreaming, and all her memories stayed sharp.

She glanced up at the second-floor study window. It hung open, white curtains fluttering.

The young Andrew leaned there, reading quietly. He sensed her staring and looked down.

He flashed a soft smile, his warm gaze wrapping around her like a blanket. The rightful source is find⦿novel.net

"Andrew," she called out.

He seemed to hear it and smiled wider.

The scene blurred, and she stirred. The beeping sounds of the equipment filled her ears. A baby's cry echoed nearby, and her heart finally unclenched.

Outside, Marion paced like a caged animal.

Drake grumbled, "Can you stop bouncing around? You said you got the best doctors. Why is it taking so long?"

Theda chimed in, "It's only been an hour. This surgery is tricky. Barely anyone in the country can pull it off. They wouldn't even let him in there."

Robert echoed, "He's too intense. Seeing Debra cut open would wreck him. No one's risking that." Jordan glanced at his phone and then the red light above the OR door. "I've gotta take a call."

"Now?" Liza frowned. "Isn't the surgery almost done?"

"It's work stuff. I'll be right back," he said, brushing it off.

No one caught the lie, except Theda. She tapped Robert's shoulder. "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Cool." Robert nodded, staying put.

Jordan hung up and turned, only to find Theda behind him.

With her hands behind her back, she said, "Relax. I'm not here to bust you. I knew he wasn't dead."

"How did you figure?"

"He can't let go. There's someone he can't leave behind. Even if he faked his death and lived in the shadows, he'd stick around for her, right?"