Entangled with My Cousin's Fiancé
Chapter 161: Please Be Sure to Save Yolanda Greenwood’s Child

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Please Be Sure to Save Yolanda Greenwood’s Child

Lola Gold and Noah Coldson’s faces paled instantly.

Neither dared to let out a breath as they stared intently at Dr. Hall without blinking, waiting for her to continue.

"Yolanda’s child..." Dr. Hall sighed deeply, "is most likely beyond saving."

Noah Coldson clenched his fists in an instant.

Lola Gold felt as if she had been hit hard on the head, unable to even stand.

She stepped forward, grabbing Dr. Hall’s arm, as if she wanted to kneel before her, "Dr. Hall, this child really means a lot to Yolanda Greenwood; please, think of something, any solution."

Noah nodded in agreement from the side, "Yes, no matter what you require, or if there are any specialists, domestic or international, I can find them. Please make sure to save the child."

Dr. Hall kept sighing; as Yolanda Greenwood’s attending physician, was she unaware of Yolanda’s feelings towards the child?

If it could be saved, she would certainly do everything in her power, but now...

Her expression was one of sorrow as she said, "Of course, I will do my utmost to save the child, but the problem now is that Yolanda has an old injury which I am afraid... I’m afraid that if there is a complication, Yolanda’s own life may not be saved."

The color drained from Lola Gold’s face as she stood in a daze, and for a moment, she didn’t even know who to hate.

"An old injury? What injury?" she muttered. She had never heard Yolanda speak of any old injuries.

Fate only targeted those who were already suffering; why should her Yolanda endure all this?

Dr. Hall had discovered Yolanda’s old injury upon examination before and had asked her about it, knowing what the issue was.

"She had an accident when she was four or five, which damaged her at the root." Dr. Hall sighed gently, revealing another cruel truth, "So if she loses this child now, Yolanda... can never be a mother again."

Lola Gold covered her mouth to stifle her sobs, unable to bear it even in her strength.

Noah Coldson pounded his head, regretting what he had done back then.

"Alright, don’t be too sad," Dr. Hall sniffed, recomposing herself, "Now what we need to do is to work together, take good care of her, and help her get through this tough time."

They both nodded, understanding that this was not the time for weakness.

The group entered the hospital room where Dr. Hall thoroughly examined Yolanda Greenwood and left after giving some instructions.

"Noah," Lola Gold called her outside, "I think... if Yolanda wakes up, we shouldn’t tell her about Gemma Morgan’s death for now."

Lola Gold nodded; she thought the same, as Yolanda couldn’t bear it at the moment.

Reaching an agreement, they split duties. Lola Gold stayed in the hospital to care for Yolanda, while Noah Coldson went to contact specialists in this field.

This time, Yolanda Greenwood’s condition was obviously very poor; she lay in a coma for several days without awakening.

The divorce cooling-off period had arrived, and Cooper Coldson called countless times, even reaching out to Noah Coldson and Lola Gold, but none had heard from Yolanda.

"That damn woman!" he fumed as he waited at the Civil Affairs Office for an entire day.

The staff informed Cooper that if he still wished to divorce, he would need to reapply with Yolanda present and then wait another thirty days.

"What if I want to file for divorce?" Cooper didn’t want to be toyed with time and again.

"Mr. Coldson, even with a divorce lawsuit, the defendant’s attendance is required; and if you want the court to force the divorce..." the staff member apologized, "You might have to wait even longer."

Cooper was furious.

After leaving the Civil Affairs Office, he went to the funeral parlor; today was the time for Gemma Morgan’s memorial service.

He arrived when the service was halfway through and went forward to present flowers.

Melissa Greenwood was crying to the point of fainting, while Jaxon Greenwood, the Patriarch of the Greenwood Family, was even more striking, with his hair having turned half white in a matter of days.

Melissa noticed Jaxon Greenwood glancing outside, "Dad, is there an important guest?"

Jaxon Greenwood shook his head with a sigh, "Why didn’t Yolanda come?"

He thought of how Gemma Morgan had been concerned about Yolanda before she passed away, and he felt certain Gemma would have wished for Yolanda to attend the memorial service.

"Perhaps she’s got something on," Melissa naturally knew Yolanda was still unconscious in the hospital.

She deliberately lied, "Dad, don’t worry, I sent Yolanda a message. If she has time, she’ll definitely come."

Jaxon Greenwood nodded.

Melissa saw Cooper Coldson waiting outside without coming in to comfort her, feeling somewhat resentful.

"Dad," she spoke up on her own initiative, "Cooper is here, I’ll go talk to him for a bit."

Jaxon Greenwood felt vaguely dissatisfied, thinking his daughter was too concerned with Cooper, especially since it was her mother’s funeral. How could she think about talking to Cooper?

His face grew stern, "Wait until the service is over. He won’t leave."

Melissa, insistent, said through gritted teeth, "Dad, we’ll just talk for a moment and come right back."

Without waiting for Jaxon Greenwood to speak further, she walked straight towards Cooper.

Under the moonlight, Cooper was smoking.

Lately, he didn’t know why, but he seemed to be increasingly addicted to the sensation of smoke filling his lungs as if filling a void.

He saw Melissa approaching and squashed the cigarette in his hand, "Why did you come out?"

"My heart is heavy, just wanted to get some air," Melissa managed a weak smile.

"Offer your condolences," said Cooper gently, patting Melissa’s shoulder with the same lack of intimate gesture even at this time.

Melissa felt a sour sting in her heart and suddenly hugged Cooper’s waist, "Cooper, I’m so sad; hold me, just hold me, please?"

"Melissa, don’t," Cooper pried her hands away, "Everyone is watching."

"So what?" Melissa looked down, "We’re about to get married; what’s wrong with a hug?"

Cooper sighed softly, "Melissa, I’m afraid our wedding will have to be postponed."

"Why?" Melissa turned agitated, her eyes reddening as she looked at Cooper, "Cooper, the wedding’s been put off again and again; don’t you want to marry me anymore?"

She wiped her tears, "If you don’t want to marry me, just say it. There’s no need to deceive me, to brush me off time after time."

"Melissa, I will marry you," Cooper’s tone was still very firm, "But today, the cooling-off period ended, and Yolanda didn’t show up, so I haven’t been able to finalize the divorce."

Melissa cried even harder, "Cooper, do you know? The thing my mom worried about the most before she died was me; she was afraid you’d break your promise."

Her eyes tearfully gazed at Cooper, "My mom’s biggest regret is that she didn’t see me get married."

"I’m sorry, Melissa," Cooper said apologetically, "Don’t worry, as soon as I get in touch with Yolanda, I will go ahead with the divorce proceedings; it won’t take too long."

"Why is she clinging to you?" Melissa looked puzzled, "Hasn’t she already been with my brother?"