RedNovelRegret 184 Charlotte stepped out of the hospital's surgical wing, squinting into the sunlight. There, by the revolving doors, she spotted Jonathan pacing back and forth, blending in with the flow of people coming and going.
She headed his way. "Jonathan?" He turned, a faint smile flickering across his face. "Oh, it's you." "What are you doing out here?" He avoided her gaze. "Waiting for someone." In truth, he'd clooking for her. He just couldn't cup with a good excuse, and he worried she'd taken Evander's words to heart and wouldn't want to see him anymore.
Charlotte caught on, then teased, "You know, the seats in the lobby are free. You could always wait inside." "I'm too restless to sit still." His eyes drifted briefly to her midsection before he looked away. "How's your mom doing?" She nodded. "She's doing well." "That day..." Jonathan hesitated, struggling for words. "I left so abruptly, didn't even say goodbye to you or your mom. Did you both think there was something wrong with me?" She smiled. "Don't blyourself for that. I didn't expect Evander to show up either." Jonathan seemed relieved. "Charlotte, if you ever found out I did something unforgivable, would you stop talking to me?" She frowned, puzzled. "Did you do something?" "...I mean, if. Hypothetically." She thought for a moment. "Depends on the situation, I guess. I'm pretty forgiving. If it's something small, I'd let it go." Jonathan just smiled and left it at that.
As he was about to leave, he suddenly paused and looked at her seriously. "By the way, you need to be really careful with your stomach." Charlotte froze, caught off guard by his tone. He'd never spoken to her like that before-no jokes, no lighthearted teasing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCareful with her stomach? Why would he warn her about that? But she didn't have long to wonder.
Later that afternoon, as Charlotte was taking the stairs, someone shoved her from behind. She lost her balance and tumbled down, hitting the steps hard.
Dazed and aching, she lay at the bottom, pain finally registering as a janitor, hearing the commotion, rushed over and called for help.
Charlotte was taken for scans. She'd fractured her right arm and suffered a mild concussion, but thankfully, it could have been a lot worse.
Evander stepped out of the elevator, flanked by two bodyguards, and strode straight to the radiology department. Charlotte, her right arm in a cast and her left hand clutching her CT results, was making her way carefully down the hall.
Evander's brows drew together as he spotted her. He didn't say a word-just walked over and swept her up in his arms.
With patients and staff staring, Charlotte wanted to bury her face in embarrassment, especially since she was still in her white coat.
She gritted her teeth. "Evander, I'm on the clock!" "You just got injured at work. Don't even think about going back." He carried her away without another word.
Nurses from the surgical floor watched, wide-eyed. In their minds, Tricia was Mr. Howard's "girlfriend." Gossip about Charlotte being "the other woman" flared up all over again. "Evander!" In the parking lot, Tricia strolled toward him, her pace calm and measured.
Seeing Charlotte cradled in Evander's arms, she masked the malice in her eyes and approached, feigning shock. "Dr. Sterling, are you hurt? I heard that injuries like that usually mean you'll need to be admitted." Charlotte eyed her warily. "What kind of injury are you talking about?" 212 14:48 Chapter LOS
"I heard you're pregnant, Dr. Sterling.
If a pregnant woman falls, there's a O real risk of miscarriage Tricia put on a look of motherly concern. "I've been through it. myself-I know all too well what it's like to lose a child.” Understanding dawned on Charlotte.
Jonathan's warning to "be careful with your stomach" was because he believed she was pregnant-and someone was out to harm her baby.
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