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CHAPTER 94: Unfolding

Author: Feibulous
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-09 20:10:10

My mind was in chaos; I didn’t know where to begin.

I felt so heavy as I looked at Maximus lying in the hospital bed, an oxygen mask covering his face. He still wasn’t out of danger.

I took his hand and pressed it to my lips, tears streaming down my cheeks.

“Max, I’m so sorry…” I whispered, my voice breaking, my chest tightening.

He had so much unresolved trauma from his past, things that still haunted him. That’s why I started my own investigation, hoping to protect him and avoid setting off any of his triggers.

“I just want you to understand me,” I whispered, longing to explain when he could hear me. “Please accept my situation...”

I had no idea how he managed to process his own trauma while trying to grasp the reality about the pregnancy.

When I stepped out of the room, Frederick looked deeply unsettled, his face etched with guilt.

“Ma’am, if you hadn’t come to the office... I don’t know what would have happened to President Ferrero. I-I’m truly sorry.”

He was right. I
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