His grip tightened. His gaze was dark and obsessive. “Behave, Mandy. Don’t push me.”
A cold dread washed over me. I felt myself falling into a bottomless pit, realizing that no matter how I struggled, I was already trapped in his web.
At that moment of my despair, my phone vibrated violently.
“Ma’am! Something’s wrong! Your mother just had a heart attack. She’s in critical condition!”
My mind went blank. “I’m coming! Tell the doctors to save her! Do whatever it takes!”
Erving frowned and started to follow me out. Just as he was about to tell the driver to prepare the car, Anya collapsed into his arms, crying, “Erving, I feel dizzy… It must be the aftereffects from the car accident…”
He immediately scooped her up. “Get a doctor! I’m taking Anya to the hospital!”
When I arrived alone at my mom’s hospital room, a nurse shook her head apologetically.
“I’m sorry, Ma’am. All the doctors were called away by Sir Erving to attend to Ma’am Anya. Your mother… missed the critical treatment window.”
My knees buckled. I fell to the floor, staring blankly toward the doorway.
There, Erving was helping Anya out of a room, murmuring, “Good thing it was just low blood sugar.”