LEONARD’S POV:

My focus went numb as I tried to catch her falling figure, and she collapsed to the ground.

“Evelyn,” I called, but she was too weak to respond.

I scooped her into my arms and hurried downstairs. Mr. Wyatt’s eyes widened in fear when he saw us, but I kept a calm expression.

“It’s okay. She’s just overstressed. Please, I’d appreciate it if you could look after the kids,” I said, rushing past him. Without wasting time, I headed to the garage and drove straight to the hospital.

Evelyn was admitted, and several tests were run. Meanwhile, the doctors asked me a few questions.

Though conscious, she was...