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."

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

the bill.Pay the bill first.Given her condition, she’ll have to be hospitalized and maybe

her head, Patricia answered, "Okay,

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

she

sounded from the hospital entrance as a group of men in suits

man walking in the front was the tallest, and he had

way to the top, making him appear even more aloof,

as he exuded an authoritative aura

people would naturally make way for

notice someone coming her way, and all of a sudden, she felt a jolt of pain in her head

"Woah!"

her balance as she fell to the side, and a familiar smell wafted to her nose.Out of reflex, the man extended his

"Thank you…"

her head, met his

can give me a chill, I’m getting the chills from his eyes.Is this guy made of ice?

forward, leaving only the view of

to her senses in

her head around and snapped, "Sir, you

walked into me! she

elevator heard what she said and cast

this woman was wearing old-fashioned pajamas, had

was the only word he had to describe

lowered his gaze, he saw that she was barefoot, and her feet were scarlet from the cold with a