The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 86

Where...?

Chapter 86: Awake

Anya's eyes took everything in as panic filled her. Where was she? Had she been taken? Where was Daniel?

Her fear only caused her heart rate to increase more, causing the machine to beep even faster.

Daniel? She wanted to speak, but her throat was dry, and she could barely muster a sound. She tried to get up, but her muscles seemed weak for some reason. Where was Daniel? She soon recognized that she was in a hospital, but this did not help calm her. In fact, her inability to move only made her more panicked. She felt helpless as her panic grew till she started crying for help.

"Help! Anyone!"

"Help..." Anya's ragged croak was barely audible over the ceaseless mechanical beeping sound around her.

"Someone...please..."

Whether due to her weak call being overheard of the monitors detecting signs of her distress, Anya wasn't certain, someone came.

Suddenly the room was full of people and activity as figures in hospital uniforms seemed to enter the room and approached her from all sides.

"Mrs Shaw? Mrs. Shaw, can you hear me?"

The soft voices cut through her confused mind briefly, and Anya managed to focus on the nurse leaning over her with concerned eyes.

She tried to speak, to respond, but her tongue felt heavy and useless in her mouth.

Thankfully, the nurse didn't seem to require a response. "You're in the hospital, Mrs. Shaw. Just take some deep breaths for me and try to remain calm."

The soothing voice and the woman's words seemned to have a bit of an effect. Despite calming down, Anya's mind still seemed confused, and she had a lot of unanswered questions.

How did she get here? What had happened? The last thing she remembered was convulsing at

home.

But despite her confusion, the doctors were taking their jobs very seriously as they started checking her.

She was still confused, but she noticed voices began issuing small orders, hands gently but firmly maneuvering her body this way and that in a dizzying series of examinations to make sure she was okay. Somewhere along the way, an oxygen mask was put over her face, forcing her to suck in deep gulps of oxygen. This relieved the pressure Anya felt in her head and chest.

"Mrs. Shaw, I need you to take deep breaths, in and out." The same nurse's voice returned and she gave her simple instructions.

her panic she had torn it off and could not

Chops Awake

to be clearing somewhat; the constant pounding

feel much better," a doctor murmured encouragingly. "You've had us all quite worried, I'll tell you that much. Especially your family. When you slipped into a coma without any warning, they... Coma? The word

convulsing, she noticed Daniel panicked as

it?" Anya

drugs in your system. It was administered from the injury," he said, and Anya recalled that she had a slice from nowhere when

stay nice and calm, the nurse's voice cut through her rising panic. "You're safe now. No need

is Daniel?"

a while. She was only gone a

is my husband?" Anya asked

are informing your family right now," the

her eyes open once more. She slowly felt herself

down

the office when his phone rang, shattering the atmosphere. Frowning at the interruption, he

was the hospital

"shaw."

the other end delivered news he'd been desperately hoping for. "Mr. Shaw, this is Dr. Carter calling from First Hospital. I'm pleased to inform you that your wife has regained consciousness." The world seemed to grind

Anya...she was awake.

Daniel asked as he stood abruptly, startling those in the meeting

"Yes," the doctor answered.

Doctor," he managed to

himself away from the table, his papers and

stunned gazes of his top executives following

now except getting to Anya's side as quickly as

his mad dash to the hospital, but he couldn't

to care.

the door of her room, the sight that awaited him both grounded him and stole the breath

pillows, eyes open and alert, a small, tired smile curving her pale

felt his tension drain from his bones

space between them in three long strides, hands cupping her face shakily as he drank in the

his eyes, but he held it in as he pressed small kisses on her brow, her

it was little more than a hoarse rasp of sound. "I

she murmured in reply, her

his forehead to hers, willing himself to simply

and