CHAPTER 153: BITTER CALL

MARIE "He will be fine!" Crystal assured me. I didn't doubt her because I wanted him to recover. "I know. Thank you," I responded. Crystal kept telling me not to be anxious, but it was written all over my face. I couldn't hide it. My father meant the whole world to me, and hearing such news almost drove me crazy. Crystal had the stroller, pushing the baby behind me. I rushed to the hospital, my heart racing like a jackrabbit. The tension in the air was palpable as I approached the ICU. I saw his bodyguards, usually stoic, unable to meet my gaze. They stood in front of the door, looking fierce. Seeing them reminded me that my father always had bodyguards before I could even figure out who they were. As I entered the room, the doctor approached me. I quickly rushed to him, desperate for answers. He tried to calm me down, but I was too anxious to be soothed. Crystal walked in after me with the baby, settling herself and the stroller beside my dad. The atmosphere was intense. I coul