Chapter 346

Mayo Hospital. Lottie was finally stabilizing. After the IV drip, her cheeks were still pale, but at least she didn’t look ghostly like she had in the car. She stayed super quiet the whole time. Even when the nurse was putting in the needle, she didn’t fuss or cry. She just leaned on Prescott Ellington, quiet as a mouse, making it easy for the nurse to do her job. The contrast between her and the wailing kids nearby was like night and day. But the calmer Lottie was, the worse Prescott felt. If he hadn’t taken her out for greasy barbecue, she wouldn’t be lying here sick. Camila Harrington had warned him before—Lottie had a sensitive stomach and couldn’t handle heavy meats. He’d been there, he’d heard it. But when she looked at him with those big, hopeful eyes, he caved and let her have all the grilled meat she wanted. Thinking back, Prescott’s face darkened. The guilt was eating him alive, and the cold vibe coming off him made the whole pediatric infusion room feel like someone dropped