Sixty-two

She rushed to the hospital, only to be welcomed by lots of reporters at the gate with their cameras. The moment she stepped out of the car, a crowd of reporters swarmed her, shoving their microphones and cameras in her face, and asking her a bunch of questions at the same time.

The crowd pressed at her until Alan had to hurriedly get to her and led her safely out from the crowd and inside the hospital.

She quickly made her way to the ward, only to find Ivy and Tristan’s whole family, including his father who looked like he wanted to murder somebody.

He turned to her, eyes blazing as he marched towards her.

“You! How dare you?”

Angela was confused. She put her hand on her chest dramatically.

“M—me? What did I do?”

Travis was now standing in front of her, his tall figure towering menacingly over her as she kept her eyes downcast, and tried not to shiver in fear.

“You want my son dead, don't you?” he growled.

“W—what? No, I don't… I…”

“Silence!” he yelled. “I have tried my possible best