No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 349



Herschel didn't respond at first, sending a chill down my spine. I quickly reached out and grabbed his arm.

"Herschel, Herschel..."

After a heavy sigh, Herschel slowly opened his eyes. He seemed a bit out of it as he looked at me, "Felicia, I almost didn't wake up just now."

My anxiety spiked, "Herschel, I'm calling the doctor."

But Herschel held onto me, his voice weak, "No need to make a fuss, it's happened before. Just sleep paralysis."

I had always thought of sleep paralysis as a mere spooky story, but now, with his serious illness, his cancer, it seemed like it could be more than just a simple case of sleep paralysis—a warning sign of his condition worsening.

Although I wasn't a doctor, I had enough common sense, not to mention my friend Fanny, who's a real MD.

"Herschel, I'd really feel better if a doctor checked you out," I insisted, going ahead and calling for a doctor anyway.

The doctor ran some routine checks and concluded that Herschel was fine. Apparently, he had just been in a deep stage of sleep where you can hear people calling you but can't wake up.

I told you it was nothing," Herschel chuckled, teasing

I didn't have the heart to show how upset I was, only replying, "Better

some fixing. It happens,"

to admire Herschel's positive attitude, especially when dealing with Jacqueline's endless

still found him. They say stress can bring illness, and though his cancer wasn't

been for

got to learn to

worldly worries, stop fretting over your children," I paused, "Conrad and

a grudge. He could be pretty

massaged his arm. "Herschel, do you believe in

so I sighed, "I do. What happened

into the distance,

being loved. They could have had a good life, but then the accident took them That

meant to enjoy family bliss or live to see

words were

pessimistic. Herschel shook his

your

believed in leaving things