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.”

pleaded, “Okay.

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,

footsteps drifted from the hospital entrance. A group of suit-clad men entered

to perfection, making him seem even more

a pair of piercing, black eyes, the man exuded a mysterious aura. He pursed

instinctively moved back to clear a path for

her balance. With a slight frown, the man extended a long arm and wrapped it around her slender waist, stopping her

each other’s gaze, and Elizabeth shivered involuntarily at the sight of

winter, and I can hardly feel the chill. Why am I shivering under his gaze? What

righted Elizabeth to her feet and said coolly, “Please watch your step,

until Matthew entered the elevator. She collected her wits then and turned around, shouting, “Watch your own step,

the one who bumped into me. What

his gaze to her, only noticing that her bare feet

old-fashioned pajamas she wore, her swollen, tear-streaked eyes,

closed,

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