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The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 209

“No.”

Catherine’s answer came out sharp and clear, but her heart was racing.

Lance just looked at her, searching her face.

“Do you two know each other?”

Harrell looked like he was in his early thirties. His skin was pale, his eyes were fox-like and bright, and his hair was parted in the middle, fluffy and perfectly styled. Next to Lance, his slim figure made him look even more delicate.

His voice was gentle and pleasant, the kind that made people feel comfortable around him.

Catherine managed a stiff smile, tucking a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

“Lance, I’m here to book Lorinda’s six-month postpartum checkup. Her regular doctor quit, so they said to make the appointment with Harrell.”

Lorinda had used the same OB/GYN as Catherine. Now, both of their files were getting handed over to Harrell.

Harrell glanced at Lance, then at Catherine.

“She works for me,” Lance said, keeping it simple.

“Oh, I see,” Harrell replied.

Lance gave a tiny nod, his eyes shifting away from Catherine. “I’ll get going.”

It wasn’t clear if he was talking to Harrell or Catherine.

Catherine quickly stepped aside. “See you, Lance.”

She kept her head down, her gaze landing on his straight, long legs. As Lance walked away, she finally looked up at Harrell.

“Harrell, do you know Lance?”

Harrell nodded, then shook his head. “Not really. We just have some mutual friends.”

Catherine paused, then handed Lorinda’s file over.

Catherine picked one and took the file to get the transfer sorted out.

The new doctor was Patti, probably the only OB/GYN at The Cabinda Hospital who came close to Harrell’s reputation.

Catherine waited outside Patti’s office until noon before finally being called in.

“You ladies are something else,” Patti said, flipping through her file. “First, your original doctor leaves out of nowhere, then the hospital gives all his patients to Harrell. He’s a big deal, and you don’t want him?”

Hospital policy meant that when a doctor left, their patients got reassigned based on how complicated their situation was.

“Please help me with the transfer, Patti,” Catherine said, not bothering to explain.

Patti finalized the file and offered some advice. “Your baby looks good, but is measuring a bit small. Try not to overdo it, and remember to eat more.”

“Thank you, Patti.” Catherine took the file, put it in her bag, and got up to leave.

“Honestly, out of all the pregnant women I’ve seen, your belly is the tiniest. Almost five months and you barely look pregnant. Please don’t starve yourself just because you’re afraid of gaining weight…”

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