Chapter 176

The constant influx of pollen hit Prescott hard. His breathing grew fast and shallow, his handsome face turning an alarming shade of red. It felt like something was stuck in his throat-he was suffocating and couldn't even respond to Camila's panicked voice. "Prescott, sit down-I'll-I'll call someone right now..." Camila was flustered, hands shaking as she fumbled for her phone, but before she could get it out, Prescott suddenly grabbed her wrist forcefully. He held back a sneeze, but the tight, choking feeling in his chest made it impossible to speak. His reddened eyes darted toward the flowers, clearly signaling something. Following his gaze, Camila froze. Her face dropped. "Prescott, are you allergic to pollen?!" He nodded right before a violent coughing fit took over. He hacked so hard his entire body jerked with each cough, like his lungs were about to give out. Camila's face went pale. She'd never seen him like this-it terrified her. Still, she snapped into action. Not wasting a s