At that, he strode toward the garage with Claire in his arms.
Ashlyn remained silent. Although she knew that the other woman was his sister, she was uncomfortable with the intimacy the two had.
It was not that she was petty; there was a tingling sense of something off about it.
She did not where that feeling had come from.
Maybe it’s a woman’s instinct.
The Bentley whizzed through the highway in the night.
Half an hour later, Claire was sent to the ER.
“Don’t worry. She’ll be fine.” Ashlyn patted Lucas’ hand.
He remained staring at the ER’s doors. He felt irritated with himself. “She has an attack right when we’re back here. I’ve been neglectful.”
I shouldn’t have let her come with me.
The medical services overseas were better than here. She lived a worry-free life with our parents.
Why did she have to come with me?
They adored her. Why did they allow her to come back here alone?
Time slowly ticked away. It was one in the morning when the doors to the ER finally swung open.
The doctor exited the room.
“The patient has had a heart attack. Fortunately, you’ve sent her here in time. She’ll be under observation for the next twenty-four hours.”
Once he had spoken his piece, he left.
A nurse pushed Claire into a ward.
Lucas turned to say to Ashlyn, “Honey, go home and rest first. I’ll watch over her here.”
“It’s okay. I’ll keep you company.” Ashlyn shook her head. “You’re my man, and we’re in a relationship. I don’t like leaving you in a room with another woman alone. Even if that’s your sister.”
She sounded like a tyrant.
But that made Lucas love her more.
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