My Hidden Identity His Hidden Affair (Sharon) novel Chapter 4

Sharon blinked dazedly, looking up in shock. Her vision was fuzzy, but she could make out a good-looking guy in a suit standing right in front of her. Behind him was a tall, lean man—suit jacket slung over his shoulders, a fedora pulled low over his face, hiding his features. But a powerful, authoritative vibe rolled off him in waves.

He's... definitely someone important.

Sharon glanced around. She'd thought she was huddled in a corner, but it turned out she was right at the parking lot entrance.

"Sorry, I..."

She apologized on instinct and stood up, ready to step out of the way. But suddenly, her head spun, and she stumbled forward, swaying unsteadily.

A strong, solid arm caught her, pulling her tight against a warm chest.

Sharon tried her best to open her eyes, but the intense dizziness pulled her into darkness right away.

"Sir, she passed out. What do we do...?"

"Take her to the hospital."

The man was about to hand her over to his assistant when a gust of wind blew the loose hair off her face. Her delicate, pretty features were suddenly right there, clear as day.

The man stared at her face, his grip tightening sharply. The next second, he lifted her up and strode toward the car, barking out an order.

"Cancel the dinner. Get her to the hospital now."

*****

Sharon had severe anemia. Whenever she got run down, she was prone to blacking out.

When she drifted back to consciousness, she felt clean and refreshed.

The smell of disinfectant hit her nose. She tried to open her eyes, but her whole body felt weak—she couldn't even muster the strength to lift her eyelids.

Then, two familiar voices drifted into her ears.

They cut through her like needles, stabbing her heart instantly and making her go rigid all over.

"Gary," Chloe purred, her voice deliberately lowered. "Can we... ask the doctor to take out her uterus while she's still out cold?"

She paused, her voice softening. "When she wakes up, we'll tell her it was to save her life. Do you think... that'll fly?"

Sharon's fingers curled tight, her eyes still shut as she strained to listen.

Gary's voice was still gentle, calm as ever.

"No, Chloe. That's... too cruel for Sharon."

"Cruel?" Chloe's voice turned tearful right away. "But she's been going on and on about getting pregnant lately. What are we gonna do if this keeps up?

"Mia's growing up, and the one in my belly will be here soon. If... if she has her own baby, there's no way she'll truly care for ours! She'll never adopt them!"

"She has severe anemia. She's never been fit to have kids, I know that for a fact." Gary's voice was confident, like he had everything under control. "You don't have to worry about this."

"But... but we can't count on her miscarrying every single time! What if... she keeps the baby next time?" Chloe sobbed, pressing Gary. "Gary, what about Mia? You can't let my kids be secret bast**ds forever!"

"She can't get pregnant."

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