CHAPTER 63

NICK

I budged into the hospital doors and ran to the reception. “My wife, where is she!” the woman behind the desk looked scared by my outburst. “Olivia Jones, I was called and told she was in an accident. Now tell me where the hell she is?” her eyes widened. “Oh, Mr Jones, she is in the intensive care unit on the third floor.”

I rushed to the elevator, and I got there just as it closes. I didn’t have time to wait for another one and so. I took the stairs taking them two at a time. “Am coming Olivia, hang in there.” I said in my head scared out of my mind that she was not going to make it.

By the time I got to the third floor I was sweating like a pig with my shirt drenched in sweat and sticking to my body. I didn’t care about that. “Someone tell me where my wife is!” I yelled as soon as I busted through those doors from the staircase.

A nurse came over to me. “Sir, are you all right? “I flung her arm away from me. who the hell did she think she was to touch me. “I am Nick Jones, and I