Ian’s POV
I heard the term and felt as if my life was unraveling. What did she mean by her body being significantly compromised? I called out to the doctor as she was about to leave; the situation didn’t seem to add up at all.
“Yes, Mr. Ian,” she replied.
I scoffed, my breath coming in heavy gasps as my eyes scanned the room. Just how dire was her condition?
“Very serious,” she said urgently, placing a hand on my chest. My heart raced as I locked eyes with her, sensing the sincerity in her expression.
“It’s fine,” I nodded, making my way out of the hospital. I was determined to uncover the identity of the cook who had poisoned her.
My heart thudded violently as I exited the hospital. The doctor’s words reverberated in my mind, each one more suffocating than the last. Mona had been dr
