Keep Your Millions, Doctor. I’m DONE. Chapter 05

Keep Your Millions, Doctor. I’m DONE. Chapter 05

Preston called back immediately, voice sharp.

“Say that again. What did Jennifer say to you?”

The stand-in was used to the drill. Every time Jennifer visited, Preston never went in.

He’d always find some excuse to avoid the visitation room, then grill the actress about every single

detail.

At first she thought he was worried she’d slip up and get Wendy in trouble.

Eventually, she realized he was checking on his wife’s mental state.

“Mrs. Hartley was much calmer this time than before.”

“She said she didn’t care about my apology and wasn’t expecting me to regret anything.”

“She put a pregnancy test result in front of me and told me she was pregnant.”

“Then she said she wouldn’t be coming back. She was starting fresh.”

The stand-in told it vividly.

Preston could picture exactly how Jennifer would have sounded.

Calm. Natural. Like she’d actually moved on.

He could see her hand resting on her still-flat belly, a soft smile tugging at her lips.

He could see her planning, daydreaming about what to get for the new life inside her.

He’d lived through it once before.

Suddenly, he remembered Jennifer’s pale, hollow face at the party.

Those eyes that used to shine with stars-now just gray and empty.

“Preston, what if I told you I’m pregnant too?”

The words hit him like a lightning bolt.

He went rigid. It took him a long moment to find his voice.

“Turn around. Back to the cemetery.”

His assistant reminded him, “But Wendy’s waiting at the estate for dinner.”

Preston’s voice shot up. “I said turn around! Now!”

They pulled back in. The excavator was still grinding away.

But Jennifer was gone.

A cluster of workers stood around Finn’s grave, murmuring over a dark smear on the grass.

“Holy crap-she was pregnant and she still stood in front of that thing?”

“Man, she didn’t even flinch. That’s insane.”

Preston stumbled, barely staying upright.

“Where is she? The woman who was here?”

The workers exchanged nervous glances. No one wanted to be first.

Panic clawed up his throat. He grabbed the nearest guy by the collar.

“I asked you-where is Jennifer?!”

The guy stammered, “It wasn’t our fault! You gave the order to dig. We figured if we fired up the machine, she’d get scared and back off.”

“But she didn’t move. That bucket was practically at her throat.”

“And then we-”

Preston’s eyes burned red. “You actually hurt her?!”

The foreman stepped forward fast. “No! Nothing like that. But she… she collapsed.”

“She grabbed her stomach. She was bleeding. A lot.”

“We got scared and took her to the hospital.”

Preston’s mind went blank. He flashed back to that operating room three years ago.

He’d never expected Wendy to be so reckless-practicing medicine illegally.

And he’d never expected Jennifer to end up nearly dead with the baby.

The memory of Jennifer covered in blood sent ice through his veins.

He stumbled back to the car, voice shaking.

“Get to the hospital. Fast.”

Dread burned through him, freezing every muscle.

He just kept saying, faster, faster.

By the time he got there, the news was even worse.

Chapter 5

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