Perfect Time to Celebrate

Elias’s knuckles turned white at the disturbing revelation. If what they said was true, someone must have injected the bacteria into Callie’s body. And if there was a culprit, it had to be Carl. He must have grown impatient to resort to such extremes. Elias nodded. ‘I understand. Thank you. I’ll go and keep her company.’ Wendy positioned herself in front of Elias, blocking his path. ‘General Westwood, I assume you’re very busy. I will take care of her. You should go catch up on your work.’ Elias raised an eyebrow. ‘Who are you to stop me?’ Wendy, feeling the need to assert herself, tiptoed, making herself appear more imposing. ‘General Westwood, I’m her best friend.’ ‘And I’m her husband,’ Elias declared, leaving Wendy momentarily speechless. He was right; no matter the circumstances, they were still legally bound as a couple. Jamison intervened. ‘Wendy, let him in.’ Elias entered Callie’s ward. She was in a deep sleep. Elias sat on the side of the bed, holding Callie’s hand. He lightl