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.

helping. It seemed in her panic she had torn it off and could not calm

Chops Awake

clearing somewhat; the constant pounding in her head had reduced

you go; that should 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

recalled that after convulsing, she noticed Daniel panicked as he entered her

it?" Anya managed to

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

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

is Daniel?" she

watching you for a while. She was

is my husband?" Anya

family right now,"

Anya forced her eyes open once more. She slowly

down

of a tense meeting at the office when his phone rang, shattering the atmosphere. Frowning at the interruption, he glanced at the screen and felt his heart jump when he saw the

the

"shaw."

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

Anya...she was awake.

woke up?" Daniel asked as he stood abruptly, startling those in the meeting

"Yes," the doctor answered.

he

and pushed himself away from the table, his papers and

moving toward the door, the stunned gazes of his top executives

now except getting to Anya's side as quickly

broke several traffic laws in his mad dash to the

to care.

he burst through the door of her room, the sight that awaited him

and alert, a

felt his tension drain from his bones

space between them in three long strides, hands cupping her

it in as he pressed small

more than a hoarse

in reply,

himself to simply

and nothing