Chapter 5 - The Sick Baby Needs Immediate Emergency Medical Attention
Little Noah whimpered in Chloe’s arms, his tiny body radiating intense heat as a dangerous cough wracked his chest.
“Ethan, look at him… his lips are turning blue, we need to get to the emergency room right now!” Chloe cried out in panic.
Ethan’s protective instincts flared into overdrive, momentarily pushing aside his fury toward his mother as sheer paternal panic took over.
“Grab his diaper bag, Chloe. I’m carrying him to the car right this second,” Ethan commanded, taking the infant gently.
Eleanor stepped toward the front door, attempting to block their path with an arrogant wave of her jeweled hand.
“You are not disrupting my evening dinner party over a mild infant cold! He’s just seeking attention like his mother!” Eleanor sneered.
Ethan shoved past his mother with enough force to send her stumbling backward against the hallway console table.
“If my son dies because you delayed his medical care, I will personally ensure you spend the rest of your life in prison!” Ethan roared.
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They burst through the front door, rushing down the steps past the American flag fluttering on the porch toward the SUV.
The vehicle’s engine roared to life, kicking up gravel as Ethan sped out of the suburban driveway toward St. Jude's Memorial.
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