Chapter 199 Sylvester Called

• Anabel began to pace back and forth, hugging herself as anxiety clawed at her insides. Her father was fighting for his life, and all they could do was wait. Three hours felt like a lifetime, and she didn't know if he would make it until the specialist arrived.
• Her thoughts continued to race in every direction, but one unsettling doubt kept creeping in. What if the Desmond, who the nurse was suggesting, was truly the only one who could help out? The nurse had seemed so confident, so sure—but she couldn’t bring herself to believe that someone who was not a doctor could help the situation.
• Suddenly, her phone vibrated in her pocket, breaking through her frantic thoughts. She pulled her phone from her pocket and checked; it was Sylvester.