Chapter - [ 125 ]

[ Aitana ]

"Please take a seat first, Mrs. De Niro."

Dr. Jones offered with a soft smile but the grimace wasn't hidden. There was some sort of bad news in his bag.

Nevertheless, I sat straight, my demeanor not giving him any clue of how panicked I was feeling in that moment.

He occupied his leather chair and adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat to drop a verbal bomb over my head.

"Mrs. De Niro, I am not going to keep you in dark for no reason. You're his closest family member here so I've to tell you this-"He paused and searched for a reaction on my face but I gave him none.

"How's is my husband, Doctor?"I ask him in a flat tone.

"We have successfully removed the bullets from the wounds, the wound on his abdomen isn't fatal, it will recover in a week's time but the other bullet missed his heart by an inch and brushed an artery. We had to perform several surgery to stitch the damage but he lost a lot of blood in the process."He said in a worried tone, for a professional surgeon