to the bed. Her movements weren't

he complex data and waveforms on the screen we

ity is almost zero... a typical deep coma,

nd carefully sterilized it with an alcohol sw

ng, but incapacitated, vegetable of a husband was her best shie

t on the crown of his head. She held her breath, her

reak the skin, the door was th

a tiny, bright red scratch on Eldridge's scal

ocratic fury, stormed into the room. Trailing behind her was a

matriarch of the Carlisle family, Mrs. Carlisle. The woman behind her was C

ng needle in Alexandra's hand and the speck of b

ng!" she shrieked

away. The silver needle fell

back a step, her

a shocked, worried whisper. "Oh my god, Auntie, is she... is

a shaking finger at Alexandra as if she were a common criminal. "Y

f Mr. Carlisle's arrangements, she was unable to stop the marriage.Her eyes raked

e silver needle, and began to wipe it meticulously

'm speaking to you! Do you think climbing into my son'

you don't understand. Eldridge's condition is extremely fragile. He can't be moved

ion that Alexandra was ignorant, crude,

touched her lips. "Oh? Then please tell me, 'Doctor,' besides letting him lie her

e hadn't expected this countr

even more furious. "Insolence! Who do you think you are to ques

ndra scoffed internall

d to Clarissa. "Clarissa, quickly, check o

ge. Then, with a grave expression, she turned to Mrs. Carlisle. "A

straw. Mrs. Carli

screamed tow

tly. Mrs. Carlisle pointed a trembling fin

f her filthy clothe