Piss Off, Alpha! You Lost Me Forever novel Chapter 199

Chapter 199: Chapter 199 Mom Is Here

SOPHIA’S POV

The moment I got into the car with Damien, everything else disappeared from my mind. I forgot all about all the peace I felt at the night market.

Damien drove fast. I sat beside him. My heart was beating so loudly that it almost drowned out the sound of the engine. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Franca had said. Ashley had a fever of 104. The number repeated itself in my head again and again.

“Drive faster,” I said, even though he was already going as fast as he could.

“I am,” Damien replied.

His eyes were fixed on the road, but I could see the strain in his expression. He was worried too, even if he didn’t say it out loud.

I turned my head slightly, looking out the window, but I didn’t see anything.

My mind was somewhere else, already back at the villa, already beside Ashley. I kept imagining her lying there, burning with fever. The thought made my chest ache.

“Why didn’t anyone call earlier?” I muttered, more to myself than to him.

Damien didn’t answer immediately.

“They said it came suddenly,” he said after a moment. “She was fine earlier.”

That didn’t make it better. It made it worse.

When we finally reached the villa, I didn’t wait for the car to fully stop. I pushed the door open and rushed inside.

Franca was already waiting. Her face was pale with worry.

“She’s upstairs,” she said quickly. “Her temperature isn’t going down.”

I didn’t reply. I just ran.

When I entered Ashley’s room, the first thing I felt was the heat. It was suffocating, like it filled the entire space.

Ashley lay on the bed. Her small body was covered with a thin blanket. Her face was red. Her breathing was uneven.

“Ashley,” I called softly, moving to her side immediately.

She didn’t respond.

I reached out and touched her forehead. As soon as I did, my heart dropped instantly. She was burning. The heat against my palm felt too intense, too wrong. It wasn’t just a fever. It felt like her body was fighting something hard.

“She’s been like this for a while,” Franca said from behind me “We tried to bring the temperature down, but it didn’t work.”

I didn’t waste another second.

“We’re taking her to the hospital,” I said firmly.

Damien had already stepped forward. Without hesitation, he picked Ashley up carefully, holding her close. Her head fell slightly against his shoulder. She was completely unresponsive.

That sight broke something inside me.

“Let’s go,” he said.

The drive to the hospital felt longer than anything I had ever experienced. Every second dragged. I sat in the back seat this time, holding Ashley’s hand, trying to feel some kind of response from her.

“Ashley... wake up,” I whispered. “Come on, baby, wake up.”

But she didn’t.

Her hand felt too hot in mine, and it scared me more than anything else.

When we arrived at the hospital, everything moved quickly. Nurses rushed over the moment they saw her condition. Damien carried her inside while I followed closely.

“She has a high fever,” I said quickly. “It’s been persistent, and she’s not responding.”

The doctors took over immediately, placing her on a bed and starting their examination. Machines were brought in. They checked her temperature again and monitored her pulse.

I stood there, watching everything, but for the first time, I felt completely helpless.

I was a doctor. I had seen cases like this before. I had treated patients with high fevers, with infections, with worse conditions.

But this time... I couldn’t think like a doctor.

This time, I was just a mother.

“She has influenza,” the doctor said after a while. “It’s severe, but not uncommon in children. The problem is that it wasn’t managed early.”

I froze slightly.

“What do you mean?” Damien asked.

The doctor looked at both of us with a firm expression. He looked disappointed. I could see it in his eyes.

“Her fever should have been addressed earlier,” he said. “This level of temperature doesn’t just appear without warning. There must have been signs.”

His words felt like a direct blow to us.

“We didn’t notice-” Damien started.

“That’s exactly the problem,” the doctor cut in. “You didn’t notice.”

The room fell silent for a moment.

I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t defend myself, because he was right.

As a doctor, I knew the signs. I should have known. I should have been more attentive, more aware. But I had been distracted, caught up in everything else.

And now.....

“She’ll be treated immediately,” the doctor continued. “But you need to understand how serious this could have been.”

I nodded slowly. My vision was starting to blur with tears. I was so scared.

“I understand,” I said quietly.

But my voice didn’t sound like mine anymore.

As they began the treatment, I stepped back slightly. My body felt heavier than before. My hands trembled, and I didn’t even realize when the tears started falling.

I turned away quickly, pressing my hand against my mouth to stop the sound from escaping.

I had seen so many patients cry. I had comforted so many families. But I had never imagined I would be standing here like this.

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