Chapter 92.

(Freya's POV)

"Ash," I called when I saw Ash had just arrived and I ran to hug him.

He grabbed me in a tight embrace before letting go. "I came straight back after you told me that Hazel had regained consciousness. How is her condition?” he asked.

“The doctor said that her condition had improved, but she still needed intensive care. Thank You…"

"What for?" his brow furrowed in confusion.

“Because you have donated your blood to her,” I said.

“Freya, what are you talking about? She is my daughter! I should have done it. Even if I have to give my life, I will do it," he said firmly. I was stunned to hear his words.

Ash approached the bed but managed to glance at Henry who was still there. Hazel has opened her eyes since earlier and currently, the doctor has also removed the tube for breathing because Hazel's condition has improved.

Ash sat in a small chair next to the bed. I watched from the end of the bed. His large hand grasped Hazel's tiny hand carefully as if one rough touch could br