Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 708

At 4:00 pm, the door to Giselle's office swung open.

She looked up to see Chris standing there.

"That was fast," Giselle teased lightly. "Didn't I give you the day off so you could handle your personal business in peace?"

"I said two hours. I hope I'm not late." He walked up to her desk. "Do you have any tasks for me right now?"

Giselle caught a faint whiff of women's perfume on him. Guessing what he had been up to, she shot him a knowing glance. "Is your girlfriend doing okay?"

"Yeah. She is fine now," replied Chris.

"That's good."

Giselle had no interest in prying into his love life. She checked the time on her phone. "It's just past four. The hospital is still open. I need to go for a prenatal checkup. Drive me there."

After the scare at the warehouse around noon, she had started feeling a vague discomfort in her stomach.

She was not sure if it was psychological or real. Just to be safe, she decided to get checked out.

Chris drove her to the private hospital she usually visited.

Since she had not made an appointment and her regular doctor was not in, Chris ran around handling the queue, registration, and payment for her.

After performing fetal heart monitoring and other tests, the doctor smiled. "Don't worry, everything is fine. All the indicators for the embryo are normal, though your progesterone is a little low. I will prescribe some medicine. Just make sure to rest and don't overwork yourself. Your body is a bit weak to begin with."

Hearing that everything was fine, Giselle breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed it was just her imagination after all.

"You terrified my son! Can you take responsibility for that? Apologize right now, or we're calling the cops!"

"You didn't watch him properly," Chris said coldly, not bothering to engage with the couple's hysteria. "Your kid almost crashed into a pregnant woman. If he actually had, I would have thrown him across the room."

"You bastard! Say that again! I dare you to lay a finger on my son!" The father completely lost it.

Cursing, he reached out aggressively to grab Chris by the collar.

But before his hand could even get close, Chris clamped down on his wrist.

In a fluid motion, Chris twisted the man's arm behind his back and slammed him against the wall. The entire sequence happened in a flash, leaving the man no room to struggle or resist.