From Best Friend To Fiancé (Savannah and Roman) novel Chapter 427

Chapter 427

Chapter 241: I Have A Daughter

Savannah

“Savannah!” Alyssa’s voice cut sharply through the haze.

I barely registered her as I tore the IV from my wrist, ignoring the

sharp sting and the sudden warmth of blood trailing down my skin.

Pain meant nothing.

Nothing mattered except Roman.

With my legs already swung off the bed, dizziness threatened to

knock me flat, but rage anchored me upright. Rage and fear and the

gnawing certainty that something was happening without me-

something irreversible.

“Savannah, wait!” Alyssa shouted, scrambling after me as I stormed

into the hallway. Emily who was asleep on the couch followed after

mom too, calling out to her.

I didn’t slow.

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The hospital corridor stretched endlessly ahead of me, polished floors reflecting the harsh lights overhead. Nurses turned. Doctors paused mid–conversation. Someone called my name. Someone else gasped when they noticed my gown half open, my bare feet slapping against the cold tiles, blood dripping steadily from my wrist.

I didn’t care. I was looking for one man. And that’s my mission.

Then I spotted him.

General Reginald Blackwood stood near the nurses‘ station, flanked

by doctors and men in black suits who didn’t bother pretending they

weren’t armed.

He was shaking hands, nodding with that cold, detached authority

that made my stomach churn. Like this was just another transaction.

Another acquisition. Like my husband wasn’t lying unconscious

somewhere behind those walls.

Like Roman wasn’t about to be stolen from me,

I marched straight toward him.

The bodyguards moved in unison, stepping directly into my path.

“Get out of my way,” I hissed.

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“Step back, madam,” one of them said evenly. “We wouldn’t want to

hurt you.”

I laughed short, sharp, unhinged. “Hurt me?” I spat, peering past

them to where the General stood watching me with thinly veiled

contempt. “That’s rich, coming from you people.”

“Sav!” Alyssa cried behind me. “Stop!”

I ignored her.

“The Almighty General Blackwood,” I shouted, my voice echoing

through the corridor. Heads snapped in our direction. Conversations

died. “What’s the matter? Too scared to face a little girl without your

army around you?”

The bodyguards tensed, hands inching closer to their weapons.

But the General didn’t move.

He simply stared at me, eyes narrowing slightly, his grip tightening

around the cane in his hand. His expression remained carved from

stone–cold, unreadable, utterly unbothered.

No matter how hard I tried, I could never read this man. I couldn’t tell

what he was thinking. And that infuriated me. And the sight of his

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calm only fueled the inferno burning inside me.

“I’m all alone, you know,” I continued loudly, spreading my arms

wide. “It’s just me now. Roman’s not here with me anymore. So why

are you still skulking around like a coward? What are you afraid of,

huh?”

Silence fell heavy and suffocating.

A small crowd had gathered–nurses, doctors, patients, curious

onlookers drawn by the spectacle of a woman unraveling in a hospital

gown. I felt their eyes on me, but instead of shame, I felt power. This

was his nightmare.

Public attention. Scrutiny. And I was done being quiet.

“You think I don’t know what you’re doing?” I shouted. “You think I

don’t see through you? You’re transferring Roman to your manor

without telling me! Without my consent! You’re trying to take him

away from me while he can’t fight back!”

A murmur rippled through the crowd.

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