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“I’ll hire a nurse.”
“Fine.”She clearly wasn’t fine. Her voice dipped at the end, as if hoping he’d change his mind and offer to stay.
He didn’t.
Daniel slowed.
“Cathy.”Hmm?”
“Are you sure you want to keep the baby?”Her voice went sharp.
“What do you mean, “If i want to keep the by” Of course I do!i Lower your voice,” Daniel hissed.
Catherine wasn’t backing down.
“Doctor said if I get an abortion now, it’ll make it harder for me to have children later. In that what you want?”
Daniel stopped, ran a hand through his hair, and let out a loud exhale “No”Then we’re keeping the baby. End of discussion.”
“I just…”She took his arm and yanked him over to the admission desk, where she beamed at the nurse.
“Hi, we’d like to check in.”She fished the test results out of his coat and handed them over.
” like a private room single, preferably en suite. And TV. Wi -Fi. I hear some of your rooms offer a minibar?”The nurse smiled.
“Of course, miss. Our Director’s Wing includes all that, plus premium bedding, daily housekeeping, a la carte room service, aromatherapy options, and personal concierge access.”Catherine turned to Daniel, eyes gleaming.
“Daniel! I want the Director’s Wing.”Daniel glanced at the price list.
“No.”But I’ve never stayed in one!”
“You’re pregnant, not dying. You don’t need that level of care.”
“You think I don’t deserve that level of care?”
“That’s not what I meant,” Daniel muttered, rubbing his temple.
“I’m just saying it’s not necessary.”
“I think it is.”Daniel scowled.
“The tickets to France, the cruises, the hotel bookings-none of it was refundable. I’ve already lost close to eighty grand because you didn’t want to go, and now-“
“I didn’t say I didn’t want to go! I was bleeding and cramping-how could I go?”Her voice turned soft and wounded.
“I’d have thought you’d understand. Are you blaming me?”Even from where I was standing-hiding behind a giant potted fern-I could hear Daniel’s exhausted sigh. He pinched the bridge of his nose.
“No, I’m not blaming you. I’m just saying-“Catherine slid her arm further through his.
“The doctor said I need rest and quiet. I’m only thinking about the baby. Your baby. Doesn’t that matter to you?”
“Of course it does,” he mumbled.
“But I’m not sure staying here’s such a good idea. My parents use this hospital. Maybe we should go somewhere else. What if we run into-?”He started scanning the corridor.
And that’s when he saw me.
His eyes bulged like he’d just spotted a ghost.
“Busted,” I muttered, stepping out from behind the fern like I had every right to be there.
He looked at Catherine, who was still chatting to the nurse about the rooms, then back at me, then at her again.
He froze. Shoulders stiffened, mouth slightly ajar, tie suddenly too tight at the neck.
His face drained. He knew I knew.
Daniel, come on, they’re giving us a tour of Catherine turned mi sentence, caught sight of me, and immediately clutched Daniel’s arm tighter like she thought I might snatch him away.
What are you doing here?”What the hell are you doing here?”They said it in unison.
Were you spying on us?” Catherine added.
“No,” I said.
“Really? What a weird coincidence.” Catherine patted her still-flat stomach like she was trying to get me to take a photo.
“So you just happened to be at the same hospital, on the same floor, on the same day as us, right when we came to confirm the pregnancy? She enunciated the last word slowly.
“Who tipped you off? Mum? No, fio way she’s still talking to you. Dad? 1-“
“Cathy!” Daniel snapped, face darkening.
“I thought we agreed not to tell anyone until-
She shrugged.
“She already knows, doesn’t she? She saw us.”
“Congrats,” I said flatly.
“I wasn’t planning to eavesdrop. I just happened to pass by.”Daniel dragged a hand down his face, then yanked at his tie like it had shrunk two sizes.
“You shouldn’t eavesdrop like that”I just told you I wasn’t. And this is a public corridor. If you wanted it kept secret, maybe don’t broadcast your conversation at full volume. Just a thought.”The nurse at the desk snickered.
Daniel opened his mouth for a comeback, found nothing, then blinked at me like he’d only just noticed my outfit.
“Wait-you’re a patient? What for?”
“None of your business,” I said, already turning away now that the how was over Daniel barked, “Stop! I’m not done talking to you.”
“But I am “Don’t you have something to say?”
“Like what?”Daniel was scrutinising my face like he was looking for a crack in the wall.
“Cathy’s pregnant.”I pointed at my ear, “I know. I heard. Not deaf.”
“We’re getting married.”Catherine, who’d been busy scowling at me, snapped her head towards him.
Her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, suddenly so bright they outshone the lights overhead,
“Good for you,” I said.
“Guess that means wedding bells. Do us both a favour and leave me off the guest list.”
“Daniel! I-“Catherine beamed. She looked radiant. Maybe it was the pregnancy, maybe it was his love-who could tell “Shush.” Daniel disentangled her arm from his and stepped up to me “You don’t want to come to our wedding?”
“No.”
“Why not? You afraid it’s going to be awkward?”
“Yeah, I’m afraid there won’t be enough seats for all your ex.”
“You’re not just one of my ex. You’re Cathy’s sister, which means we’ll be family.”It took a heroic effort not to gag.
Did he hear himself? Or was it some kind of honour to brag that he used to sleep with his sister-in-law? Ugh.
“I’m happy for you,” I said dryly, though my tone was anything but.
“Hope you two go the distance, because once this one tanks, there aren’t enough single women left in Skyline City for you to date. Not unless you start recycling.”His brows drew together. The corners of his mouth pulled down. He shifted his shoulders like his jacket had suddenly stiffened into cardboard.
“Is that all?” I glanced at my non-existent watch.
“I’ve got stuff to do, so…”
“Just a moment.”Catherine’s eyes kept ping-ponging between me and Daniel-gloating at me one second, beaming lovingly at him the next. She was like a human traffic light with only two colours.
Daniel looked over my shoulder.
“You’re here alone?”I shrugged.
“Seems that way. But, once again, none of your business.”If he’d shown half this interest in me back when we were dating, my heart might have done somersaults.
Now? Nothing.
Catherine chimed in, “That’s depressing. No one came with you? You’re here all by yourself?”
“What about your husband?” Daniel spat the last word like it had an aftertaste. There was no “s” in it, yet he still managed to hiss “He’s busy.” Ruling his business empire from two floors up.
I see.” Daniel’s tone lightened, as if pleased.
“So that’s the kind of than you picked Can’t even bother showing up for a hospital visit.
I let out a short laugh.
“As if you ever came with me, Name one lim That shut him up.
The few times I’d had a fever and called, he’d said I was faking it for attention and hung up.
I learned not to bother after the second time Catherine cut in, clearly sensing we were drifting into dangerous nostalgia.
“Don’t you have somewhere to be? We’ve got a room tour scheduled. Can’t stand around all day talking.”Daniel shook off her arm and eyed me again-my outfit, my hands and something flickered in his expression. A smug glint.
“Mum told me you showed her a wedding certificate. Said it looked legit. But I knew it was fake.”
“Oh? Because you’re such an expert in document forgery?”
“Because you’re not wearing a wedding ring,” he announced his big discovery.
“If you’re really married, and to a man like Sebastian Laurent, why didn’t he give you a ring?”He did.
I wore it to Edouard Laurent’s party as part of the charade.
But somewhere between falling into the pool, getting dragged out, and the mad dash to the hospital, it must’ve slipped off.