Second Chance At Love

Chapter 83

Things had been looking up for Alison. Her heart rate was back to normal, and she was even breathing on her own, ditching the oxygen mask, The only snag–her brain injury kept her unconscious. But hey, at least she was alive and hopefully on the mend.

Suddenly, the mood did a 180. Alison’s vitals went haywire, catching everyone off guard. A team of experts swarmed her, wielding medical equipment like they were prepping for an alien invasion. They spent a good chunk of time trying to resuscitate her, but her heart rate only got worse, jumping all over the place.

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The head doctor, mopping sweat from his brow, stammered out some bad news. “Mr. Wilson, I hate to say this, but things are looking grim for Mrs. Wilson. She’s… well, she’s basically on death’s door. You might wanna start… you know, preparing yourself”

Jason’s face turned into a thundercloud, and a dangerous glint flickered in his eyes.

He practically growled, grabbing the doctor by the collar. “Weren’t you just bragging about her waking up in two hours? Now you’re singing a different tune? What kind of game are you playing here? I didn’t shell out billions to watch you guys play doctor!”

The doctor, clearly terrified by Jason’s hostile vibe, stammered out apologies and reassurances. “I mean, we, uh, we’re doing everything we can to save her life!

Jason shoved him away, teeth gritted. “If anything happens to Alison, the whole damn lot of you go down with her!”

Camila, noticing Sophia’s tense expression, swooped in like a vulture Grabbing her wrist, she hissed, “Spill it! Did you do samething to her?”

These are the best Sophia ignored her, her gaze glued to Alison’s twitching form on the bed. A chill ran down her spine, her mind racing. doctors in the world. They all said Alison would wake up, so she had to wake up. This sudden change can’t be a coincidence. Someone is up to something. Who would have the most to lose if Alison woke up? Ada, the one who shoved her into the water. So did Ada do something to her again? But how? The security in the medical room is top notch. Did she bribe one of the doctors? No, that’s unlikely. Jason paid a fortune for their services. Ada doesn’t have that kind of money. So how did she make Alison sick without anyone noticing?”

Camila, seeing Sophia remain silent and nervously staring at the old lady on the sickbed, began to draw conclusions. “It’s obvious, isn’t it? You’re terrified Alison will wake up and make you pay. Make you crawl back to wherever you came from. So you silenced her, some shady way, to avoid any future blow–up.”

Jason’s eyes, cold as a winter wind, cut towards them, locking on Sophia’s pale face. He saw the worry etched there, and a pit formed in his stomach. Just recently, Alison had called, even offering to raise Ada’s child. Could this woman… could Sophia be capable of quietly getting rid of Alison? Removing the threat permanently?

Sophia felt the accusation in his stare. A bitter twist played on her lips. The doctor hasn’teven diagnosed her yet, and you’ve already convicted me in your head, she thought.

Camila wouldn’t let this juicy opportunity slip away. She upped the volume, accusing Sophia even louder. “Spit it out! Did you do something?”

Sophia remained silent.

That’s when the head doctor approached Jason, a fresh report clutched in his hand. “Mr. Wilson, we found the cause of Mrs. Wilson’s sudden decline,”

“Tell me.”

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“She has a trace amount of a toxin in her respiratory system. It counters the medication she’s on. Thank goodness we caught it in time, or we’d be looking at a whole different scenario.”

Jason’s eyes narrowed, scanning the room like a predator. “Can you trace the source of this toxin?”

The doctor pondered for a moment. “It could be a gas, maybe airborne. We should search everyone present and use litmus paper to test their

clothes.”

All eyes fell on Alison, back on the bed with an oxygen mask strapped to her face. Jason spoke slowly, “Do it” All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

The doctor and his assistant proceeded to frisk everyone – Jason, Camila, Sophia, the whole crew. No one was carrying a gas canister, thankfully. They then tested everyone’s clothes with litmus paper. Finally, the doctor had an answer. “Mr. Wilson, someone definitely used a gas–based poison. Look at this.”

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