His Secret Spoiled Wife (Lily and Alexander) novel Chapter 1832

"Tasia, stay by your father's side and don't let anyone touch him. I'll go down and take a look. Once the driver arrives, I'll send him to the private hospital immediately. Don't worry. Your father is my family, too, and I’m just as concerned about his life as you are!

“I will see it until the end. Back then, I was there when your mother passed. If something happens to your father today, I’ll be here too!" Fabian patted his chest confidently and shot Alexander a stern look.

Anastasia continued sobbing without saying a word or looking at him. Fabian patted her worriedly. "Tasia, did you hear me? This is urgent. You need to snap out of it!"

After seeing her father's appearance, she was in a mess and nodded indiscriminately. "I-I know!"

Although Fabian was a little uneasy, he still had to go and see the situation downstairs. After hesitating for a while longer, he finally went down.

Alexander stood with furrowed brows as he locked his eyes on the two puddles of blood Cameron had spat out.

He spat at two different places, and they were both different colors. The first one was a dark red, almost close to black, and the latter was a bright scarlet red. The previous one looked a little sticky. The only thing they had in common was a potent metal-like smell. Now, the whole room reeked with that pungent tang.

"Dad? Dad, what's wrong? Can you hear me? Can you answer me?" Anastasia continued calling out to her father.

Back then, she was worried that her father was in a coma. Now that he was coughing up blood violently, and Alexander was just quietly watching, she was distraught. She feared her father might pass away at any second.

If Lily were here now, she would at least know what was going on.

"Mr. Russell, what's wrong with my dad? Why is he vomiting so much blood?" Anastasia asked sobbingly.

Alexander's frown deepened. "To be honest, I don't know either. Lily only told me to give your father the antidote accordingly and said nothing else. She didn't tell me this would happen, but…" After a pause, he continued, "I don't think it's anything bad."

"Huh?" Anastasia’s eyes still had tears as she looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

‘Didn't he say he didn't know what was going on? Then how can he say it isn't anything bad? Did he say that just to comfort me?’

"Look." He pointed toward the puddles of blood. "This is the first time your father vomited. The blood is dark red and sticky. That’s the second one. Its bright red is more evident."

"Yes, but so what?" Anastasia was still confused.

"From my experience, I think your father vomited out the poison in his body," Alexander explained softly, "The cough itself isn't bad. People cough to excrete foreign matter within them, and I think that was the case."

Although Anastasia was still unsure, what he said made sense. "Really?"

Alexander raised his eyebrows. "Don't worry. Lily will say something if your father is in critical condition. It’s fine since she didn't tell me anything else."