His Regret Arrived Three Days Late novel Chapter 67

Annika shot Hank a contemptuous look before ducking into her car. He got into the driver’s seat and pulled into traffic.

As Annika realized he was heading back to Scent Haven, she suddenly clutched her stomach, her voice strained with pain. “Hank, I don’t feel well. Take me to the hospital.”

Hank glanced back and saw her pale face, beads of sweat glistening on her forehead. Panicked, he slammed his foot on the gas, and the car sped toward the nearest hospital.

He rushed her into an exam room, but a doctor quickly ushered him out. His hands trembled so badly he could barely hold his cigarette. Terrified of the consequences, he quickly called Conrad. “Mr. Beryl, Mrs. Beryl is having terrible stomach pains. I brought her to the hospital.”

“Is it serious?” Conrad asked.

“Yes, she’s in an exam room right now…”

Before Hank could finish, Conrad hung up.

Twenty minutes later, Annika walked out, one hand on her stomach. Her face and lips were completely drained of color, and she looked so fragile that a gust of wind might knock her over. Hank rushed to support her, but she pushed his hand away.

A doctor followed her out and handed her a bag of medicine. “You’ve had a procedure, and your uterine lining is thin,” she advised. “If you experience any bleeding, you must come back immediately. Take this medication on schedule; it will help with your recovery.”

Annika took the medicine, thanked the doctor, and walked past a frozen Hank toward the exit.

After a moment of stunned silence, Hank hurried after her. “Mrs. Beryl,” he asked anxiously, catching up. “What procedure? What happened?”

It wasn’t just his imagination. He’d heard the doctor mention ‘uterine recovery’ and ‘bleeding,’ and his mind went into overdrive. Even with his limited medical knowledge, he knew what those words implied: Annika had just had an abortion.

The thought sent a chill down his spine, and his legs felt weak.

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