The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 86

"You really are a master manipulator."

"Maddy might have a good temper, but I don't."

York didn't understand where Sloane's venomous rage was coming from, so he chalked it up to stress over her daughter being sick.

He decided not to argue with her.

After all, Madeline was standing right there, clearly overwhelmed and upset.

He stood quietly by Madeline's side.

Half an hour later, the doctor emerged. Madeline instinctively jumped to her feet but violently forced herself to stop moving forward.

Sloane hurried over.

The doctor sighed. "The child already has an underlying heart condition. Right now, there is inflammation in the heart, which naturally triggered a high fever. We'll start her on an IV drip for today."

"But regarding the surgery, you need to proceed as soon as possible."

"I understand, Doctor."

Evie was carried into a ward, a small IV line taped to her tiny hand.

Hearing the doctor's words, York frowned.

"What's wrong with the little girl's heart?"

"Why are you asking so many questions? What does it have to do with you?" Sloane snapped impatiently.

"Shouldn't Prosecutor Yates be rushing off to check on your precious adopted sister? How do you even have the bandwidth to care about someone else? Must be hell freezing over."

York's temple throbbed.

His legendary composure was dangerously close to evaporating.

Sloane glanced back at Madeline's agonizing pallor, terrified that if this went on any longer, York would figure out the truth.

She grabbed Madeline's shoulders and gave them a reassuring squeeze.

"Maddy, you look awful."

There was an undeniable difference between a biological mother and an awkward godmother.

York wasn't exactly easy to fool either.

Sloane lowered her voice. "Maddy, you should go home and rest. I'll text you the second there's an update."