Crossroads

Chapter 230

Ajagged bolt of lightning through the darkness, followed by a deafening crack of thunder. Finally, the heavens opened, and rain poured down.

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Inside the room, Stephanie’s hand trembled as she gripped the bedside phone. Her heart hammered in her chest as she yelled over the raging storm outside, Dominick’s breathing is shallow. He’s burning up, and I can’t wake him!”

Her face was pale as she half–kneeled on the bed, repeatedly telling herself to stay calm. He would be fine. He was usually so healthy.

But the questions wouldn’t stop swirling What happened? How did he get so sick so suddenly!

Stephanie’s hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Her body instinctively filled with fear, her n nerves taut. She scrambled onto the bed and immediately started CPR on Dominick. His body was burning hot, and she pressed down on his chest again and again, tears welling up in her eyes.

“He has to wake up, she thought. He’s always been so healthy. He has to be okay!

When Sandra and the other servants rushed in, Paul Morris, the Wellington family physician, along with Brad and the rest of the staff, quickly ushered Stephanie aside. She stood back, afraid to get in the way. Her mind was blank. It all felt like a bad dream.

“There’s a pulse… His temperature’s too high. We need to cool him down, stat. Get the IV fluids!” Paul quickly instructed,

“Put the meds under his tongue. Have him hold it there.”

Thunder boomed outside, and lightning flashed through the gaps in the curtains. In the midst of the chaos, Sandra and the medical team barked orders. Everything in front of Stephanie was in disarray, and everyone was so frantic that they could barely breathe.

“Don’t move him. Just get all the meds up here, now!” Paul shouted urgently and immediately bent down, using a small flashlight to check Dominick’s pupils. Soon, a crash cart burst through the doorway, with four or five IV fluid glass bottles swaying and trays full of medical instruments, syringes, disinfectants, and many items with special inscriptions.

Stephanie stood frozen in the corner, barely daring to breathe. Her eyes were fixed on the bed, afraid to blink, fearing that everything would change in the instant she looked away.

It all felt surreal. Just moments ago, she and Dominick had been laughing and talking. He had seemed so well, so healthy…

Sure, he’d been working long hours, and he’d mentioned the occasional headache. But he could still lift her with one arm. He was strong, invincible.. Nothing could happen to him.

welled up with

to hold them back, repeating to

be in

label on an IV bag hanging on the metal stand beside the bed. “Mannitol. Her

medicine. Why does Dominick need mannitol? It’s just a headache,

common drug used in neurology. Having studied clinical medicine in college. Stephanie knew it was primarily used to reduce intracranial pressure and

back

into Dominick’s arm. The cold medication

be fine.” Sandra gently mudged her towards the door, bur Stephanie stood her ground, her

Sandra softly whispered in her ear again, while on the other side of the bed. Paul bent down and called out

people around, Stephanie didn’t

George Wellington.

tapping against the floor. His suit had two buttons undone, and his hair was damp due to the rain. The sight of the usually composed George seemed to ease the tension in

Wellington. He said if Mr. Wellington wakes up, he should be fine…

to check on Dominick. Instead, he turned and fixed Stephanie

her away” he suddenly

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Chapter 230

tall Wellington family servants had already seized

and determined, lifting her off the ground and carrying her down

and shouted up the stairs, ‘Grandpa, please! I won’t be any trouble. I’ll just wait right here. As soon as Dominick’s better, I’ll go in. I promise I

front door. The wind

George Wellington, where are

anxious. She wanted to protect Stephanie but didn’t

call out

storm! She’s pregnant!

There was no