Chapter 87

What If

Becky took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, "Well, whatever! I'm not forcing you to believe me. I'm just doing my duty until you recover," she said flatly. Hearing James said those words made her heart ache even though she knew he was just speaking his mind and didn't mean it.

Doctors and nurses came, taking James to the MRI room for a thorough examination while Becky waited in front of the room, clapping her hands together and praying. She wished James a speedy recovery. That was all he hoped for. Not because she wanted to force herself to return to him but because she couldn't hold back the guilt that filled her chest.

While she was busy muttering prayers, suddenly, her cell phone rang. From Andrew West, ''Mr. West,"

"Evening, Miss Beckett. Are you in the hospital?"

"Yeah, um, I'm in front of the examination room, James still inside. What happened?" asked Becky curiously.