Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Maybe I’m just reading too much into this, Naomi told herself. Meanwhile, Alex arrived at Hayley’s little apartment and found her waiting for him. After a round of passionate tussling, she started asking him about Francis. All he divulged was that Francis had suddenly collapsed and was sent to the hospital for an emergency life-saving procedure.

Hearing about Francis’ situation, Hayley nodded. She was not angry when she sensed how wary and secretive Alex was (toward her, seeing as the end she sought to achieve was for Anastasia and Elliot to call off their engagement.

With Francis still in a coma, Hayley doubted that Anastasia would continue with the engagement; it was not proper in light of the grim situation at present, and besides, the cheerful novelty of her upcoming nuptials would have already worn off by now.

Meanwhile, in the hotel, Anastasia could not sleep. She stood in front of the floor 10-ceiling window and stared out at the hospital across the road. Worry was evident in her eyes, and for each day that

Francis stayed unconscious, she grew even more anxious. Elliot sighed softly and wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Let’s get some rest, shall we?”

She leaned into his arms. At this moment, his embrace was the only thing. that kept her grounded when everything else in her life was tossed up in the air. Faith came with the sense of calm that suddenly washed over her; she was sure that Francis would wake up soon.

She somehow drifted into sleep as Elliot held her through the night, but it was not a restful slumber. Elliot, on the other hand, hardly slept a wink, for he woke up as soon as he felt the slightest movement from her.

Anastasia woke up the next morning and

had called to tell him that Francis’ condition had not changed much. since last night, though there were several tests that the hospital had scheduled

to need you to sign the consent form if we want to bring your father back to the hospital my

objects to it. You can bring Dad over to your hospital for a thorough check-up and all

over the phone. “Bring him. over to

over to the hospital to sign the patient transfer

felt hope course through her. She prayed furtively

only just left when Anastasia’s phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, and upon seeing Naomi’s name

out about

fearlessly, sparing no niceties as she picked

you the right to have your father transferred to another hospital? Your father is in no condition to be moved around willy-nilly! You better pray that he wakes up,

take full responsibility for

replied. curtly. “He’s my father, and I want him to wake up

You just want your father to die so that you can take over his company. That’s it,

the situation: to make it sound like Anastasia was

enraged by this that she trembled. She knew Naomi was only razzing her up, but her blood still boiled all the same. “I don’t

to let my husband be treated at Presgrave Hospital. I don’t feel good about it, and

me?!”