Chapter 277: I’m Not Ready
Ava’s heart raced as she rushed to Rock’s side, her hands trembling. "Rock! Rock, wake up!" she cried, shaking his shoulder gently but firmly. His face was pale, beads of sweat glistening on his brow, and his breathing was shallow.
Without a moment to lose, she pulled her phone from her pocket and dialed Lambert’s number. "Please, come quickly!" she urged, her voice shaking. "My brother... he’s unconscious and needs help!"
As she waited, she grabbed a damp cloth from the sink, dabbing his forehead, whispering words of comfort even as worry consumed her. Rock remained unresponsive, his expression pained, and Ava prayed silently, hoping for the strength to keep calm until help arrived.
Ava felt a lump in her throat, her own emotions wavering as she watched her nephews beside their father, barely holding back tears. She took a shaky breath, trying to stay strong, though the sight of William sobbing and Alexander looking so lost only made it harder.
Ben placed a hand on Ava’s shoulder, a silent comfort. "We’ve known for a while, Ava," he said gently. "Rock wanted to tell you himself, but he never wanted anyone to worry. He tried to hold on, for everyone."
The medics continued their work, stabilizing Rock before preparing to transport him to the hospital. William clung to his father’s hand, his voice breaking. "Dad... we still need you. Don’t go yet. There’s so much we have to share with you."
Alexander appeared composed, but tension rippled through his body, and his hands trembled.
"He’ll be fine; he just needs some rest. These are the usual side effects of his treatment," the doctor finally reassured them, allowing Alexander to exhale in relief.
"Oh, thank God. Thank you... thank you so much!" William cried, still unable to hold back his tears.