"You're exhausted, and you're pregnant. You need to rest."
"I said no!" Hester demanded coldly. "Put me down right now!"
Julian stopped walking and looked down at her.
Hester glared back with fierce defiance. "I won't say it again, Julian. Let me go."
With a heavy sigh, Julian bent down and gently set her on her feet.
The moment her shoes hit the floor, Hester smoothed out her clothes and immediately checked the hospital bed.
"Relax, Caden is dead to the world," Julian said, his voice low and tight. "I had Neil call Dr. Wallace from the obstetrics department. She'll be here any minute."
Hester frowned, glaring at him. "Why?"
"Your back pain needs to be addressed," Julian stated firmly. "You're only in your first trimester. As the baby grows, the physical strain is only going to get worse. We need to take any discomfort seriously right from the start."
Hester pressed her lips together.
She knew he was right.
She had planned to see a specialist eventually to find a way to manage the pain.
But having Julian organize it just rubbed salt in her wounds. The walls she had built against him were too high.
"I know how to manage my own body. I don't need you hovering over me."
Julian scowled, visibly irritated. "You are my wife, and you are carrying my child. Caring about your well-being is my job."
Hester let out a harsh, bitter laugh. "Thanks, but a man as busy as Mr. Weston shouldn't waste his precious time on trivial matters. I can handle it myself."
Julian's face grew even darker.
"Be as angry at me as you want, but we are still married. As your husband and the father of your baby, I am simply fulfilling my responsibilities."

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