Freed: Fifty Shades Freed as told by Christian

Chapter 185

“Yes,” Kellie says kindly. Standing at the end of the bed, I watch as Ana carefully covers Ray’s hand with hers. Abruptly, she sinks into the chair beside the bed, lays her head on his arm, and starts sobbing.

Oh no.

I move quickly to comfort her.

“Oh, Daddy. Please get better,” she pleads quietly. “Please.”

Feeling utterly fucking powerless, I place my hand on her shoulder and clasp it tightly, trying to offer her some reassurance. “All Mr. Steele’s vitals are good,” Kellie says quietly.

“Thank you,” I mutter, because I don’t know what else to say.

“Can he hear me?” Ana asks.

“He’s in a deep sleep. But who knows?”

“Can I sit for a while?”

“Sure thing.” Kellie gives Ana a warm smile.

Ana is where she needs to be right now, and I should make arrangements for us to stay in Portland. There’s no way we’re going home tonight. I squeeze her shoulder once more and she raises her eyes to mine. “I need to make a call.” I drop a kiss on her head. “I’ll be outside. I’ll give you some alone time with your dad.”

From the sixth floor waiting room I call my mother. This time she answers, and I update her on Raymond Steele’s condition.

She takes a deep breath. “It sounds critical. I want to come and see him—”

“Mom. You don’t—”

“No. Christian. I want to. Ana is family. I have to come down

“I can fly you down.”

“What?”

“My helicopter is here, but Taylor is taking

“That sounds good. Let’s do that.”

“Okay. I’ll let Taylor

“I’ll do that. Christian, Ray is in good hands.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

I call Taylor and let him know about my mother.

call Andrea. “Mr. Grey. How’s Mr. Steele?”

“He’s in serious condition. We’ll be here for at least two nights. I’m going to have to do something for Ana’s birthday here, if we do anything at all. Maybe a private dinner, if she’s

“I can talk to The Heathman and see if they’ll accommodate a private dinner.”

bring her and her husband out as planned. Book rooms for them, for my folks and the rest of our guests, and make provisional arrangements to get them here. My mother will be joining us this evening. Please book her into The Heathman tonight.”

“Find out José Rodriguez’s cell number. I’d like to invite him, too.”

“I’ll text you.”

“Thanks, Andrea.” I hang up and call Mrs. Jones to confirm that tomorrow’s surprise dinner party at Escala is canceled.

“I hope Mr. Steele makes a swift recovery,” Gail says.

“Yes. I do, too. I’m sorry about tomorrow.”

“It’s no trouble, Mr. Grey. There’ll be another

give Kellie my cell number and Ana’s, with instructions to call

have ceased. She’s composed and her face shines with her love for the man out cold and prostrate beside her.

It’s an affecting sight.

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