You Are My One and Only

Chapter 2

The man in the car revealed his face, but he looked nothing like Scott and Stellan as Sylvie had claimed because he was a bald, middle-aged man wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Disappointment washed over Sylvie’s eyes, and she hung her tiny head while the man chided them a little.

Hence, Patricia quickly apologized, saying they had the wrong person.

Then, she picked up Sylvie.

"Sylvie Aniston, that’s enough.Let’s go home."

… Late at night, Patricia drove a second-hand Toyota and stopped it right before the OTG Hospital entrance.

"Hey, you can’t stop your car here!"

Ignoring the security trying to stop her, Patricia picked up her baby daughter from the passenger seat and dashed into the hospital without shoes on.

Right now, she couldn’t hear or see anything, and all she could think about was emergency care for her daughter! "Doctor, doctor!"

With her daughter in her arms, she ran into the emergency department, trembling.

"Please save my daughter quickly.She’s having convulsions from the fever!" she cried, tears rolling down her face.

Hurriedly, the doctor took over the unconscious child.

"Wait outside.We’ll administer first aid and save her."

quickly performed emergency rescue on the child while the nurse on the side led

first.Given her condition, she’ll have to be

her head, Patricia answered,

should happen to Sylvie, she thought.What if the fever damages her brain? She was still alright

to think further, she

entrance as a

was the tallest, and he had

the top, making him appear even more aloof, while his deep-set features and dark eyes, which pointed a little upwards at the ends, were emitting a

pursed his thin lips together as he exuded an authoritative aura and was

would naturally make

her head lowered in distraught, so she didn’t notice someone coming her way, and all of a sudden, she felt a jolt of pain in her head as she banged into a

"Woah!"

smell wafted to her nose.Out of reflex, the

"Thank you…"

his cold, dark eyes,

give me a chill, I’m getting the chills from his eyes.Is this guy made of ice? she thought.He steadied her and reminded her emotionlessly, "Miss, please watch where

walk forward, leaving only the view of his broad back

senses in disgruntlement when he had walked toward

swiveled her head around and snapped, "Sir, you should watch

the one who walked into me!

The man who stepped into the elevator heard what she said and cast his

wearing old-fashioned pajamas, had messy hair, and had

was the only word

were scarlet from the cold with a few scratches on the tips