Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 270

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I carefully turned the fragnant Wugh onto her left side the recovery position I remembered was safest for pregnant women and loosened her cottar.

Was this happened before? Any medical conditions? I asked, trying to gather information while monitoring key condition.

She’s five months pregnant, the women replied, her voice ring with each word. “What if something’s wrong with the baby? What if

Ma’am, please try to stay calm. I said, though my own heart was racing. Your panic isn’t helping her right now. The ambulance will be here soon.

The woman continued asking questions in rapid succession, her voice growing increasingly shrill. The noise was making it difficult to concentrate on the unconscious woman’s vital signs

“Be quiet!” Sebastien’s cold voice cut through the commotion. “You’re not helping. Let her work.”

I glanced up, momentarily surprised by his intervention. He stood at the edge of the crowd, his commanding presence creating a buffer between us and the curious onlookers.

The pregnant woman began to stir, her eyelids fluttering. Relief washed over me as I gently helped her maintain the side-lying position.

“Take it slow,” I advised. “Don’t try to sit up yet. The ambulance is on its way.”

I took a bottle of water from my purse and dampened a napkin, gently dabbing it across her forehead and cheeks. The cool moisture seemed to help ber

regain consciousness more fully.

The sound of sirens grew louder, and within minutes, paramedics arrived with a stretcher. As they took over, the woman who had been panicking turned to

“Can you come with us to the hospital?” she asked, her eyes still wide with fear. “Please?”

I caught the suspicion in her tone and understood immediately. She wasn’t sure if I’d done the right things. She wanted me there in case the medical staff

had questions about what had happened.

I felt a flicker of irritation-I’d only applied basic first aid-but suppressed it quickly. Her friend had just collapsed; fear made people irrational.

I noticed Sebastien shift beside me, about to speak, but I answered first. “Of course, We’ll follow the ambulance in our car.”

The drive to the hospital was quiet, the headlights of Sebastien’s car illuminating the dark road ahead while I stared out the window at the city lights

passing by.

“You could have refused,” Sebastien finally broke the silence. “This isn’t your responsibility.”

I kept my eyes on the window, watching raindrops begin to collect on the glass. “Why should I? I have nothing to hide. I followed basic first aid protocol.”

He didn’t respond, and we lapsed back into silence. Part of me was grateful that the medical emergency had interrupted our confrontation at the restaurant. I wasn’t sure I could have maintained my cold facade much longer. Something about being near him still weakened my resolve, despite everything.

The hospital corridor was brightly lit and smelled of disinfectant. I leaned against the wall, watching as they wheeled the woman into an examination room.

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Chapter 270

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After more than an hour, a ductos emerged and approached the anxious friend, who had been pacing the corridor. I straightened, listening carefully.

“Nothing serious,” the doctor explained Pregnancy-related anemia caused a temporary drop in blood pressure when she stood up too quickly. We’ve given

her some fluids and will prescribe iron supplements.”

The doctor continued with dietary recommendations, emphasising proper nutrition. I felt relief wash over me both for the woman and selfishly, because my

emergency response had been appropriate.

The friend turned to me, her expression sheepish. “I’m sorry about earlier. I was just so worried. Thank you for Relping her.

I nodded, understanding her fear all too well. “It’s okay. Anyone would be concerned.”

“I should have been more careful,” she admitted. “The doctor said your quick thinking in positioning her on her left side was exactly right for a pregnant

woman.”

“Just something I learned,” I replied, uncomfortable with the praise. “I’m glad she’s alright.”

As we prepared to leave, I felt the exhaustion of the day settling into my bones. Between the confrontation with Sebastien, the emergency situation, and my own pregnancy symptoms, I was drained.

“I need to get home,” I said quietly, more to myself than to Sebastien. “It’s been a long day.”

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