The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 166

It was the dead of night. Jocelyn’s phone buzzed with urgency on her nightstand. It was Daisy, her voice a cocktail of panic and fear, setting Jocelyn’s heart racing.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she fumbled for her jeans, grabbed her keys, and hailed a cab to the hospital,

“Mom!” she gasped, bursting through the ER doors to find Daisy beside a makeshift bed in the hallway. Calvin, her father, lay there weakly with an IV dripping life back into his veins. “What the hell happened?”

“It was out of the blue, honey.” Daisy managed between sobs. “He woke up shivering, drenched in sweat, looking as pale as milk. He kept saying it’d pass and didn’t want to come here. Then the doctors…they said it’s a heart attack.”

Calvin, now sedated, was less in pain but still a worrying shade of gray.

“What did the doctors say?” Jocelyn asked, her eyes scanning the chaos of the ER-families huddled in grief, the relentless beeping of machines-it was overwhelming.

“They were talking about a surgery.”

“Then let’s do it.” Jocelyn said with a resolve that left no room for doubt.

Daisy wiped away her tears. “The doctor came by, asked us to sign the consent forms. I didn’t understand half of what he said, so I called you.”

“I’ll talk to them.” Jocelyn said, her voice steady but her mind racing. She needed to hurry up to save her

father’s life.

She cornered a nurse, who told her the doctor would explain everything shortly.

Standing beside her father, Jocelyn’s eyes welled up despite her best efforts to stay strong.

“How are you feeling, Dad? Does it still hurt?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

“It’s better now,” Calvin replied weakly.

Jocelyn fought back tears as she saw the toll the night had taken on her father. She quickly turned away, not wanting to cause him any more concern.

her

back her tears, but the floodgates were barely

arteries were blocked in three places and cut off blood flow to

a big

him open. We’ll do it with localized anesthesia, but he’ll need to be in the ICU afterward.”

her voice choked, “We’ll do it, please.”

times like these, it was best to follow the doctor’s lead. No

we do it?” Jocelyn asked. Urgency

After that, we’ll

carefully and then to Calvin,

all that was left was the waiting-the longest part.

get some rest, but she wouldn’t budge. Instead, Jocelyn fetched a

they could

Daisy, and she dozed off leaning on Jocelyn. Jocelyn, eyes fixed on the

miss a

a hand weighed on her shoulder. She turned to find Melvin, whose face was etched with

to come?”

on the surgery board.” Melvin whispered, careful not to wake Daisy. “No private room?”

shook her head, “We’re lucky to have even this. Some people are out in

frowned and stood up, “Wait here.”

you going?” Jocelyn asked, gripping

I can pull

of crisis. It’s not what you know, but who you

him. She too wanted the best for

surgery. Melvin took the

outside the operating room. The minutes stretched into an eternity when the hospital director, Wesley, a friend of Melvin’s,

already spoken to the hospital staff. “The patient will have the

In times like these, it was the little

to be in the ICU for a few days. You have only two fixed hours a day to

“Got it.”