Chapter 77

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Tami's POV

Once ready, I decided to check on Dad before leaving. I walked down the stairs, my steps light and my mood uplifted by the productive start to the day.

But as I approached the living room, a chill ran down my spine. Dad was seated on the couch, but something was wrong. His face was contorted in pain, his hand clutching his chest.

"Dad!" I screamed, rushing to his side. His breathing was erratic, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and agony. He was having a cardiac arrest. Panic surged through me, but I knew I had to stay calm. My mind raced, recalling every bit of first-aid knowledge I had. I called out to the servants, my voice trembling but firm. They responded swiftly, their panic evident but controlled by the urgency of the situation.

As we moved to help Dad, I noticed a set of papers clutched in his other hand. Divorce papers. My heart sank as I realized Mihir must have sent them. The shock of receiving such devastating news must have triggered his heart attack. I felt a rush of anger and despair, but I couldn't afford to dwell on it. Dad needed immediate medical attention.

With the help of the servants, we managed to get Dad into the car. His condition was deteriorating rapidly, and every second felt like an eternity. I directed the driver to my father's hospital, knowing it was our best chance. As we sped through the streets, I held Dad's hand, whispering reassurances I hoped he could hear. "Hold on, Dad. We're almost there. Please, just hold on."

I tried calling Mihir on our way, desperate to reach him. The phone rang and rang, but there was no answer. My frustration grew with each unanswered call. How could he not be there in such a critical moment?

Tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision. The weight of the moment pressed down on me, but I couldn't afford to break down. I needed to be strong, for Dad's sake.

I called Vikram uncle as he is the best cardiologist in the country.  but his assistant picked up the call and said that he was in the operating theatre.

Shit!! I thought of calling Vihan, his son and cardiologist in the hospital but I did not have his number. I was panicking and then called my dad. He picked up the call immediately.

" Hello, prin... "

" Dad, Mehul uncle is not well, I think he is having a cardiac arrest. I am bringing him to hospital, call Vihan or Vikram uncle. " I said bursting into tears.

" Oh, God! Calm down and come fast, I will arrange everything. "  He said.

I switched off the call and tried calling Mihir again. He needed to be there, his dad needed him. Even mom was not at home.

But that man didn't pick up the call. I clutched the divorce papers, crumpling them in my fist. The pristine white sheets were now stained with my tears, a symbol of the shattered trust and broken family ties.

The hospital came into view, and I felt a glimmer of hope. We were greeted by a team of doctors and nurses, led by Vihan as his dad, Dr Vikram Singh, my father's best friend and the best cardiologist I knew was already operating someone. They wheeled Dad into the emergency room, and I could only watch as the doors swung shut behind them. He was taken into the ICU immediately. 

Dr. Vihan was checking him, while my dad was standing there with his assuring arm around me. Just then we saw Vikram uncle rushing in. He quickly assessed the situation, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to the chaos I felt inside. "We'll take it from here," he said, his voice reassuring.

" Don't worry, Beta. Mehul is in good hands."  Dad said. I was crying with my face buried in my dad's chest. He calmed me down and went in to see his condition.

As he went away, I felt my legs give out, and I sank into a chair in the waiting area. The reality of what had just happened hit me like a tidal wave. I was terrified and angry. Angry at Mihir for his heartlessness, at myself for not being there sooner, and at god for putting my FIL through such pain.

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