Sitting at the window chair watching the physicians run circles around the out cold Lan Montreal , Chelsea was erupting with anxious fear and her teeth kept biting down her lower lip. The drug she had mixed into his wine was supposed to have already worn off but from the look of things Lan was not getting any better . His body was barely alive , seemingly so lifeless that the physicians had on multiple occasions declared him dead . Each of those times , Chelsea's heart had shrank , only to revitalize when a small heart beat would be detected and the doctors would start swinging into action once again .
" I sent for you almost two hours ago Kevin , you should be here by now . You damn pervert , of all the times you've kept wanting to see me , this is when you suddenly feel like getting over it ?" she quietly cursed under her breath , repeatedly shooting glances through the window to check whether the man had arrived or not .
