When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 108

“Where’s Margaret?” I dodged his approach, voice choked with emotion as I asked.

Timothy had been with Margaret when it happened. Why wasn’t she here?

No sooner had I asked than the sound of heels clacking anxiously along the corridor reached us. Margaret hurried toward us, her face pale. “Bry, is Timothy okay? Sorry, I got held up trying to hail a cab near the Ferguson Mansion. It took forever.”

I cut her off. “Why did Timothy suddenly faint?

A flicker of panic crossed Margaret’s face before she replied, “I… I don’t know. He couldn’t breathe all of a sudden and passed out.”

*Just like that? You didn’t say or do anything?” couldn’t believe it.

Nothing happened when he was

stressed Timothy into getting sick?” Margaret looked utterly bewildered and suddenly clutched her stomach, turning to Bryant in

expression hardened, “Your stomach

Margaret replied weakly, “Yes!”

made for the door. “Doctor!

help but sneer, leaning against the wall and trying to steady my breathing. Knowing how much Bryant

another.

might not… be out for a while. Besides, whatever happens,

my face as I nodded, sinking into a nearby chair, feeling utterly drained. But I couldn’t help feeling more lost than ever, my gaze barely leaving the emergency room door. I had never felt so

too young to understand, only remembering the blur of medical staff rushing around me. Afraid of being in the way, I’d huddle in a corner, just like now, staring at the

all too well what

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just affectionately called me “my dear”