Finnian was reviewing a contract, his usual expression stern and distant. But the moment Celeste mentioned that Amara had fallen, his face immediately changed.
He said at once, “Which hospital are you at? Send me the address.” With that, he hung up.
Celeste put down her phone and turned to Hogan. “Finnian really cares about Amara, doesn’t he? Has he liked her for a long time?”
Hogan kept his eyes glued to the road.
He was driving as fast as he could without breaking any laws and was intensely focused on the traffic.
He replied, “Finnian likes Amara a lot. He actually liked her even before she ever took off her mask. I still don't understand what it was he liked about her back then…”
Hogan was someone who cared a lot about appearances—in his mind, only really attractive people could be genuinely loved. He never believed that ordinary-looking people could inspire real affection. That’s why, even now, he just couldn't figure out why Finnian fell for Amara so early on.
Celeste shot Amara a glance and pursed her lips.
She used to feel that it was downright unfair—and completely baffling—that so many people seemed to be drawn to Amara.
But now she'd made peace with it. Even if she still didn’t get why Amara attracted so much attention, it wasn’t really her problem. After all, no matter how many people liked Amara, it didn't take anything away from her.
The car soon pulled up at the hospital. Hogan scooped Amara up, seeing how much pain she was still in. “Just hang in there a bit longer—I’ll get you to a doctor.”
He carried Amara to the emergency room, where the doctors quickly gathered around them.
After a brief commotion and an urgent round of examinations, one of the doctors said, “She ate something that wasn’t quite right, which has affected the baby. I’ll prescribe something to help stabilize the pregnancy. Just let her rest here for a while—she should be okay.”
Something she ate wasn’t right?


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