Faux Vows, True Desires

Chapter 353

Suddenly, Nathan coughed up a mouthful of blood.

It was all because of that intoxicating aroma he'd caught wind of. His blood was boiling with excitement, and he couldn't satisfy his cravings immediately. Even with his extraordinary willpower, he couldn't control his body's reaction, and he ended up coughing blood.

Keith, who was driving, was scared out of his wits.

He slammed on the brakes and hurriedly pulled over. Leaning across the seat, he supported his father and asked anxiously, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Nathan gripped his son's hand tightly and managed to say with difficulty, "I've been poisoned. Hurry, take me to the hospital!"

The force of the poison was too strong this time.

He couldn't hold on any longer.

How he wished Janice were here!

Janice was currently in Pinehurst. Even if Keith agreed to fly him there immediately, Nathan doubted he could hold on. Besides, Keith might not agree to use Janice as the antidote.

His trusted physicians have always managed to neutralize the poison in his body every year.

With their experience, he was sure they could save him at the hospital.

Keith's face darkened.

Damn that, Madeleine!

"Dad, hold on. I'll turn the air conditioning to the coldest setting."

Keith straightened up in his seat and started the car again, cranking up the air conditioning to the lowest temperature.

Nathan leaned back in his seat, his hands clenched into fists. Feeling that this wouldn't be enough, he pinched his thigh hard. The pain helped him to stay somewhat conscious.

"Don't drag racing!"

After pinching himself, Nathan had managed to clear his head a little. He hurriedly reminded Keith not to rush and risk an accident. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

"Dad, I understand."

Keith slowed down the car slightly, but he was still driving pretty fast.

Their personal bodyguards, trailing behind in another car, were almost left behind.

The surge of blood made Nathan pinch his thigh again. He kept stimulating his senses with pain to prevent himself from stripping in his son's car due to the heat.

Keith drove straight to the Blue family's private hospital.

Halfway there, he'd already called the hospital director.

When they arrived at the hospital, the director was waiting for them with a team of trusted doctors.

Once they reached the hospital, Nathan let go of his thigh. As soon as he relaxed, he became delirious again.

Keith hopped out of the car and, together with the director, hurriedly helped his father out. He told the director, "My dad's been poisoned again."

The director frowned.

Their boss had been poisoned several times over the years. He was worried that if this kept happening, Nathan would eventually be tormented to death.

Keith knew exactly how to cure this type of poison. If it couldn't be resolved in the hospital, there was only one alternative.

The director, named Kent, looked worried. "If the poison wasn't completely removed, your father's health will be threatened. Over time, it certainly won't be good."

Keith frowned. His mother was no longer under the influence of the poison and wanted nothing more than to divorce his father and break away from the Blue family. Even if he took his father to her, would she be willing to help?

"Kent, let me think," Keith said. "Can my father control it for now?"

"We can control it to some extent, but we can't completely detoxify him like we used to."

Keith breathed a sigh of relief. The fact that his father's life was not immediately in danger was a good thing.

"I need to make a call," Keith said.

"Make your call in my office. I'll step out," Kent suggested, leaving Keith alone for privacy.

Keith pulled out his phone and dialed his mother's private number, known only to him and his siblings.

After a while, his mother answered.

"Mom," Keith said in a low voice.

Janice was heavy with sleep when the jarring ring of her phone pulled her from her dreams. She picked it up and answered without even checking the caller ID. When she heard her son's voice on the other end, her sleepiness evaporated like morning mist, and she sat bolt upright in her bed, her voice trembling as she asked anxiously, "Keith, what's wrong?"

Her son had never called her in the dead of night before.

Janice feared something had happened to him at Skywatch.

"Mom, I'm okay. It's about Dad.”

"I don't want to know anything about your dad."

When she heard it was about Nathan, Janice's tone changed dramatically. The worry that had been hanging over her like a dark cloud dissipated just as quickly as it had come.