Chapter 2 Hector Hilton Awakens
Six years later, Elizabeth sped to Mistwood’s Ferguson Hospital in her secondhand Carter. It was ten o’clock at night.
She hastily parked her car in front of the hospital entrance despite the security guard’s warnings.
Elizabeth lifted her daughter from the front passenger seat and dashed into the hospital.
The security guard failed to stop her from entering the hospital, and he barked, “Just wait till I clamp your car. Let’s see what you’ll do then!”
Bare-footed and still clad in her pajamas, Elizabeth couldn’t think straight. She could hardly hear a thing. Instead, she ran to the emergency department with her daughter in her arms. Her whole body shook with anxiety.
“Doctor, please, you have to save my daughter. Her temperature is so high that she’s seizing up!” Elizabeth pleaded tearfully.
A doctor hurriedly took the child from her arms and reassured her, “You can wait outside. We’ll treat her right away.”
Then, a nurse led Elizabeth out of the emergency room and said, “You can make payment first. Here’s the receipt. Your daughter will need to be warded for observation, possibly in the ICU.”
Elizabeth nodded several times and pleaded, “Okay. Please save my daughter.”
Abby can’t be sick. What if the fever damages her brain? She could not bring herself to imagine the worst possible outcome. Instead, she headed to the cashier, tears blurring her vision.
Just then, hurried footsteps drifted from the hospital entrance. A group of suit-clad men entered the hospital. The tallest of the lot led their group.
He wore a black coat ironed to perfection, making him seem even more imposing and aloof.
Blessed with sharp features and a pair of piercing, black eyes, the man exuded a mysterious aura. He pursed his lips tightly, giving off a commanding and unapproachable air.
Bystanders instinctively moved back to clear a path for him as he walked through the hospital.
Oblivious to his presence, Elizabeth continued rushing to the cashier. They bumped into each other, and Elizabeth teetered, losing her balance. With a slight frown, the man extended a long arm and wrapped it around her slender waist, stopping her from falling flat to the ground.
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