Chapter 18 Father and Son Both Ailing


His face was a shade paler than usual, sweat beading on his brow and breaking free in a steady stream. His breathing was visibly labored, a clear sign of discomfort.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Galatea asked, alarmed. Instinctively, she moved closer to examine him, but at her approach, he growled fiercely, "Get out!"

Despite his condition, his command carried an intimidating force that sent a shudder through her.

"Listen, your body's clearly in distress. I'm a doctor; I can help you. Just tell me what's wrong," she insisted.

"I said get out!" His voice boomed, almost predatory.

Galatea was annoyed with the urge to lash out at his attitude.

'He asked for it, asking her to leave. Why bother with such a reckless man?' Yet, as she opened the door to leave, her steps faltered. No, her oath as a doctor wouldn't allow her to ignore a man in crisis unfolding before her eyes. She turned around and returned to find Alaric writhing in pain, curled up on the floor.

"If you don't want to die, then cooperate!" Galatea commanded, falling back on her medical authority, "Lie down flat."

Alaric, gripped by pain, complied mechanically. Once he lay still, Galatea quickly began to assess him.

The exact cause of his condition eluded her, but it resembled symptoms of an underlying chronic illness.

For nearly twenty minutes, she knelt by him, providing emergency care until his agony slowly subsided.

"I'm calling an ambulance now. You'll be better once we're at the hospital." Even as a doctor, she knew their resources were limited; a thorough examination at a hospital was necessary.

as she reached for her phone, her wrist was seized by his

"No!"

want an

need hospital care,"

no, then

impossible,' she thought

clothes and hair. "I just played along with your scene and incidentally saved your life. If you have an ounce of

Alaric remained silent.

could tell he hadn't fully recovered, and without the response she sought, she

silence hung in the

was at ease. Cormac had lifted him into the car, and Orion had chosen, perhaps deliberately, to sit in

smirked to himself. Orion's seating choice suited him just

tonight too?" Cormac asked

got nowhere else," Orion snapped

they got home, Cormac quickly sorted things out, "Orion, sleep in the guest room upstairs.

to Harry with an accusatory gaze, "I heard it clear as day, there was a woman in his room. Did you have a hand

you? Caspian's just a six-year-old kid. He doesn't know

before stomping upstairs. Harry, feeling helpless and scared, looked at Cormac and asked, "Did I do something wrong, Cormac? Why does Mom hate me so much?" "Nothing's wrong with you. It's your mom who's got a short fuse, it's not your fault." Cormac said and lifted him into a

Cormac appeared

Cormac. Can I sleep with

thought of

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could all of Caspian's relatives

changed after

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