All Chapters of Forever Yours: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

We all stood aside and allowed the nurses to bag Antony Dallas, and wheeled Mary Antoinette, and Anastasia Dallas to the intensive care unit. Mary Antoinette had all her brand new organs now, Anastasia Dallas was missing ovaries and had newly reconstructed ureters, but she will live -– albeit with a few complications. We were not able to save Antony and we did try but his collapsed lungs had trapped air in his chest and the time it took to get help for him was way too long that even a chest tube could not help him anymore. The continued air leak led to tension pneumothorax and compromised the flow of blood from the periphery back to the right atrium, decreasing cardiac output, and causing diminished myocardial perfusion, worsening inotropic response, and degeneration to ventricular fibrillation (VF). A situation when a disorganized heart signal causes the lower heart chambers (ventricles) to twitch abnormally and as a result, the heart doesn't pump blood to the rest of the body, resu

We must have fallen asleep because when I regained consciousness sometime later, we were both spooning on the bed. I could feel the gentle rise and fall of his chest behind me. My head was tucked under his injured arm which he placed over my head and the other one cupped one of my breasts. One folded leg was in between mine and I could feel the warm feel of his cock against my core. He had an erection but I knew he was asleep. I smiled. The room was quiet except for the soft breathing of my boys and I couldn't hear any sound from outside as well. I let out a sigh, thinking if nobody had paged me yet that meant my patients were doing well. Craning my neck to check the time on the clock hung on the wall flanking my desk, I saw it was 5 a.m. in the morning. I settled back against Evan, thinking of going back to sleep, but the feel of his cock in between my legs was a great distraction and also a scenario for naughty thoughts. I shut my eyes and didn't know when I started to rub gently

The gunshot sounds weren’t coming from down the building but up, that was how I knew it must be from Edward’s ward. My heart pounded, hoping he hadn’t done something stupid to worsen his case. I had no idea where my mother was, but I knew she was in the building. I put a call through to her and her phone rang and rang but she didn’t answer. I clenched my jaw, finding my way up the flight of stairs. On getting to the floor before the one my father was on, I saw men in black trousers and white shirts with gun holsters around their waists gingerly going up the stairs. I assumed they were part of the men sent to watch Edward. “What’s going on up there?” I asked one. He threw me a hurried gaze and his eyes settled on my bandaged arm and shoulder. “You shouldn’t be here. This place is sealed we have a hostage situation—”“Is the aggressor Edward Sterling?” I asked. He stopped to give me his full attention. “I didn’t catch your name, sir?”“Evan … Evan Sterling,” I said. A deep frown fur

“I’m sorry … I should have known better and gotten help--” “Don’t apologize. It wasn’t your fault. I am just glad you weren’t taken from us—” “Please, tell me Doctor Benjamin and Doctor Rasheed got off unhurt,” he said. “They are fine — traumatized, but fine,” I replied. “Thank God. What happened to Edward Sterling?” “He died … the police killed him when they discovered their men weren’t responding to their radio call anymore.” “Shit. I tried to help them. He didn’t let me.” “You could have bled to death too if Evan hadn’t risked speaking with Edward to make him let you, Ashley and Ameera go.” “He must feel like hell … I know I would. Having a man like that as a father must be tough.” “He is happy you are alright—” I said. He sighed. “Where is he now?” “In Charlestown … helping his mother take care of Edward, Antony, and Anastasia Dallas’ burial arrangements--” “Shit! She didn’t make it?” “No…” “Her daughter?” “Mary Antoinette is responding to treatment, although she is

I have indeed come a long way to be wearing a 30 million dollar diamond embellished bridal gown, and an equally sparkling tiara that contained about 2,000 tiny cut diamonds. I was almost afraid to move. But the very sight of the tall, broad-shouldered, handsome man, waiting with the bluest intense eyes in the front of the room drew me forward. Evan -- was breathtaking! He wore the traditional black tuxedo with a white undershirt but with a custom-made hand-printed silk scarf, knotted with two loops in the form of a bow tie around his collar. However, there was nothing traditional about the price tag. He went all out for this wedding anniversary slash renewal of wedding vows. My heart skipped a beat at the knowledge that this beautiful man was all mine and he loved me with all his heart and soul. The lighting of the cathedral was dimmed and as I moved the light shined off the diamonds, creating a wonderful sparkle. I let out a shaky breath and my aunt Sophia looped an arm to mine, l