The Officer's Runaway Wife & Secret Son novel Chapter 125

The car pulled into the underground garage of Mercyvale Private Hospital.

Simon's connections were indeed solid. Clara was smoothly admitted into a VIP suite and given a shot to stabilize the pregnancy.

The day had been mentally exhausting more than physically, and Emily was already nodding off on the sofa.

Simon, however, was hyper-energetic, still lecturing the nurses about security protocols.

"Listen closely. Especially any man who looks like a model but has dead eyes, claiming to be a family member—throw him out immediately!"

He put his hands on his hips. "If you let him in, I'll file a complaint with your director! I'll expose this hospital on my livestream!"

The young nurse looked terrified and nodded repeatedly.

Clara felt stable enough, so she spoke up. "You guys should go back. The nurses are here; I'm fine."

Emily refused. "I'm not going back. My makeup is ruined; I'll scare people on the street."

Clara knew she was just being tough while having a soft heart. Looking at Emily's smudged eyeliner, her heart warmed.

"Then sleep on the bed. It's huge."

"Forget it. I'd kick you in my sleep," Emily muttered, kicking off her heels and curling into a ball on the couch. "Don't wake me. I'm dying of fatigue."

Seeing this, Simon refused to leave as well, claiming the other recliner chair like a corpse.

Clara chuckled softly and closed her eyes.

The world was finally quiet. No arguments, no accusations, her phone screen dark and silent.

She placed a hand gently on her abdomen.

She had to get healthy.

For this unformed child, and for herself.

As for what would happen when Rhys went to the hospital tomorrow...

That was tomorrow's problem.

Before that, she allowed herself to be a turtle retreating into its shell, even if only for one night.

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