The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 303

After recovering her breath, Jillian slowly pushed herself up from the floor.

Killian looked at her, his expression unreadable. "Go to the hospital for a full checkup."

Jillian waved a hand dismissively. "I'm fine."

"Drowning and water inhalation aren't things you brush off based on how you feel," Killian said, his tone detached. "Many people look fine after nearly drowning, but fluid could still be in their lungs. Without proper treatment, it leads to pneumonia or sudden asphyxiation. But it's your body. Do what you want."

His blunt assessment made Daniel and Mallory tense up.

Mallory quickly chimed in, "He's right. Safety first. Let's get you to the ER for some chest X-rays just to be sure."

Knowing the real risks of secondary drowning, Jillian didn't dare gamble with her health. She nodded. "Okay. I'll go to the hospital."

She glanced at Killian and asked softly, "You came to pick up Connor?"

Killian gave a curt nod.

"Perfect timing, then. You can take him home. I'm in no condition to look after the kids right now."

Killian reached out and grasped Connor's wrist.

Connor had matured significantly and understood that his mother's health came first. He didn't protest, merely looking at her with serious eyes. "Mom, listen to the doctors and get checked out. You have to tell me the results when you're done."

Jillian offered him a warm, reassuring smile.

Then, she reached for Stella's small hand. "Come on, Stella. Let's go."

Mallory headed to the women's locker room to gather Jillian's belongings. Daniel picked up a plush white towel and gently draped it over Jillian's shoulders.

Seeing that her limbs were still weak and trembling, he offered his hand to help her stand steady.

A short distance away, Killian watched the scene unfold, his eyes darkening into a somber, predatory gaze.

The sleek black swimsuit clung to Jillian's tall, graceful frame, accentuating her stunning curves and luminous skin.

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