Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 375

Thankfully, Lowell picked up quickly.

"Hey, Ms. Thorne, Tarquin and I are at the hospital; Elijah's here too."

"I know, how's Elijah doing right now?"

Lowell sounded tense, "I'm no doctor, and I'm out of my depth here, but I saw Dr. Benjamin and some other doctors surrounding Elijah, giving him medication."

"Are you in his room?"

"No, I'm standing outside."

"Get in there! I'm starting a video call!"

Elysia couldn't wait any longer, knowing how quickly Elijah's condition could turn critical! That was her Elijah, her own son; she couldn't let anything happen to him!

As soon as Elysia dialed the video call, Lowell immediately answered,

"Ms. Thorne, I'm in the room, what do you want to see?"

The camera shook, and Elysia saw Tarquin standing grim-faced in front of the bed, a mix of tension and helplessness in his posture. He was a father, but not a doctor. With his son ill, all he could do was worry.

Elysia didn't want to see him, "Point the camera at Elijah."

Lowell complied, and the camera now showed Elijah on the bed, his complexion ghostly pale. The little guy was convulsing, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and his brows furrowed as if in severe discomfort.

Elysia's tears started flowing uncontrollably... She shivered, forcing herself to calm down! Rudely wiping away the tears that blurred her vision, she choked out,

"Hand your phone to Dr. Benjamin; he knows what I need to see."

"Right away." Lowell quickly handed the phone to Benjamin.

Elysia immediately sat up, paid the fare, and rushed out to see Elijah. As she exited the taxi, the driver couldn't help but say,

"Miss, you are an exceptional doctor, so dedicated to your patient, not resting even when you're not at the hospital."

Elysia replied, "He's not my patient; he's my son. And I'm not a doctor; I'm his mother."

The pride in the first part was matched by the self-doubt in the second. She was Elijah's mother, feeling like she was failing at the job!

Tarquin had once said that Elysia was more tears than tactics, and he was right. From the hospital entrance, she stumbled towards the ward, tears never ceasing. She didn't wail or make much noise, just continuously shed tears. Her tears were like pearls off a string, or like a dam burst, unstoppable and overwhelming!

Images of Elijah kept flashing through her mind... Elijah weak, Elijah pale, Elijah frowning in displeasure, Elijah in the throes of his illness. And Elijah on stormy, thunderous nights, refusing to sleep away from her out of worry. And just this morning, hugging her, crying, begging her not to leave...

Elysia's tears were endless, her heart nearly breaking! She was wracked with guilt and self-blame, berating herself as much as she pitied Elijah!

And just then, as if fate was testing her, someone thoughtlessly cursed her Elijah!