Five Years Too Late, Ex-husband!의 모든 챕터: 챕터 71 - 챕터 76

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~I jump from where I sit with the twins.The plastic chair screeches against the floor, creating a sharp sound that resonates with the panic in my chest.Shock is riding my senses, making my vision blur for a second. My mother… her heart. The nurse's words are like a siren blaring in my ears, telling me that I am about to lose the woman who gave me everything.I move toward the door, my legs feeling heavy. My hand touches the cold metal handle but then I pause. A sudden, sharp pain pulls at my heart. I turn my head, my gaze falling back on the hospital bed. I look at Mason, who is still connected to those buzzing machines.I look at Maddie, who is standing by his side, her small hand clutching the bed rail. I don't want to leave them.I have only just found them. For five years, I've been living in a world that is empty. I've been living with a hole in my soul that I thought could never be filled. And now, in the span of thirty minutes, I have found my color aga

~ SEBASTIAN'S POV ~My lungs are burning. I am running through the hospital hallways like a madman, my heart thumping against my chest. I had rushed to my mother's room, my mind filled with the image of her dying, only to find her sitting up and drinking tea.The doctor and the nurses I met there looked at me like I was crazy. They told me her health was actually getting better, not worse.Meanwhile, the nurse that came to call me had made excuses as she was summoned by another nurse. So she left me before I got to my mother's room. I rushed back to Mason's room the second I realized what had happened. I am moving so fast that I almost knock over a cleaning trolley. Oh gosh! My mind is a storm of thoughts.The nurse lied. I frown in confusion, my eyebrows knitting together. Why on earth would the nurse ever tell such a lie? Why would she look me in the eye and tell me my mother was dying when she wasn't? It doesn't make any sense. Nurses don't just make up heart attacks for fun.

~ DAISY'S POV ~ The flashing lights are blinding as camera shutters click like a thousand tiny teeth snapping in the dark. The red carpet under my heels feels like a path of fire but I push myself to smile. I hold my head high as I walk into the Grand theater. This is it. This is the premiere of the movie I spent months shooting. It is my big night, my moment to show the world that I am not the weak and broken girl who left five years ago. I pose for the reporters, my elegant dress flowing around my ankles, but my eyes are constantly scanning the crowd. I am still nervous after the incident at the hospital. Well, I should be… it's normal. So, I am still looking for stalking eyes. And then, my breath catches in my throat. Standing near the main entrance, dressed in a sharp black suit that costs more than a house, is Damien. He is resting his back against a marble pillar, his legs crossed, and a glass of champagne in his hand. He looks good with that pose but I hate i