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."

emergency rescue on the child while the nurse on the side led Patricia out of the

condition, she’ll have to be hospitalized and maybe needs to be admitted into

head, Patricia answered,

damages her brain? She was still alright when they returned from Lochner City, but unexpectedly, she started to

she sobbed while walking toward the

from the hospital entrance as a group of men in

the tallest,

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

lips together as he exuded

he went, people would

with 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

"Woah!"

wafted to her nose.Out of reflex, the man extended his long arm and held her by the

"Thank you…"

met his

chill, I’m getting the chills from his eyes.Is this guy made of ice? she thought.He steadied her and reminded her emotionlessly,

only the view of his broad back

senses in disgruntlement when he

and snapped, "Sir, you should watch your

one who walked into

man who stepped into the elevator heard what she said

then did he notice that this woman was wearing old-fashioned pajamas, had messy hair, and had red eyes

the only word he

gaze, he saw that she was barefoot, and her feet were scarlet from the cold with a few scratches on the tips of her