Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan) novel Chapter 151

Catherine seemed to have figured out the situation, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "So, did he fall sick?"

I rose to my feet, slung my purse over my shoulder, and arched an eyebrow. "He’s been sick for a while. Time to head to the hospital!"

Without another word, I headed towards the door, with Catherine trailing behind and reminding me, "Don't forget to keep me posted. I'd love to share in the schadenfreude. I'm dying to see Dawson get his comeuppance."

"Easy there. The show has just begun!" I cast her a scornful glance. "You'll get your fill."

With that, I hopped into my car and leisurely drove towards Wellbeing General Hospital. By the time I got there, all the Dawsons, except for Jerome, were present. And it seemed they all looked terrible on their faces.

I made a beeline for the hospital bed, where I found Jaylan's face as pale as a ghost. He looked utterly defeated.

"What happened, darling? How did you end up in this state?" I asked, my face a mask of concern and anxiety.

Jaylan didn't respond. I grabbed his hand, stroked his forehead, and checked his face. "Fever again? I’ve told you that you couldn’t ignore it when you were unwell, especially when you had the frequent fever lately. What did the doctor say?"

Before Jaylan could answer, Hazel, unable to contain herself any longer, lashed out at me, "You are one to talk! How dare you! He’s your husband. How could you have neglected him like this? He's been sick, and you just left him to fend for himself?"

"I've tried to get him to the hospital every time, but he always refused to go! Why are you so upset, Hazel? What's really going on?" I looked at Hazel, demanding answers.

Behind her, my father-in-law Farley stood, pulling a long face.

"I'm going to ask the doctor!" I declared, rising to my feet. But Jaylan grabbed my hand. "It's okay. The doctor just left. I'm just a bit over fatigued. A good night's sleep will do me good."