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Chapter 92: Pregnant
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Neither Quentin nor Verity spoke for several seconds. Dr. Mercer looked between them before smiling. “I assume this was not planned.” Verity blinked. “No.” Quentin still had not moved. But Verity slowly turned toward him. His eyes remained fixed on the pregnancy test. “Quentin?” He finally looked at her, and for the first time since Verity had known him, Quentin Langford appeared completely speechless. “You’re pregnant.” Verity almost laughed. “That is what he just said.” “With my child.” Dr. Mercer cleared his throat. Verity looked at Quentin. “Yes, unless there is something you would like to tell me.” That finally broke whatever had frozen him. A smile appeared on his face. It was not the controlled expression he used at business dinners or the small smile Verity often had to earn from him. This one changed his entire face and made him look younger. He turned toward the doctor. “How certain is that test?” “Positive home tests are generally very reliable, but I have a
PAINTED IN SIN Chapter 92: Pregnant
The following morning was supposed to be Quentin’s first proper day back at work. By eight o’clock, he was already dressed in a dark charcoal suit with a perfectly pressed white shirt and a neatly secured tie. After several days of loose clothes, doctor’s instructions, and Verity confiscating anything that looked remotely related to work, he finally looked like himself again. Verity found his obvious satisfaction amusing. “You look very pleased with yourself.” Quentin glanced up from the message he was reading. “I am going to my office.” “You say that like you have been released from prison.” “I have.” Verity pulled out the chair across from him. “You spent five days in a mansion overlooking the Pacific Ocean.” “Without my laptop.” “Tragic.” “And under constant supervision. Thanks to you.” “You needed supervision.” Quentin placed his phone beside his plate and studied her. “I am beginning to suspect you enjoyed having control over me.” Verity smiled as she settled into her
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Three mornings later, Quentin had decided he was completely recovered. But Verity disagreed. “I feel better now.” Verity stood beside the bed with both hands on her hips. Quentin looked perfectly comfortable beneath the sheets, which irritated her because he was arguing as though someone had imprisoned him there. “The doctor said several days.” “It has been several days.” “He has not cleared you to return to work.” “I am the CEO. I can't stay away for too long.” “You are also a patient.” “I dislike that word.” “But it is the truth.” Quentin reached toward the bedside table for his laptop. But it was gone. He looked at Verity. “Where is it?” “I don't know.” “Please.” “I have no idea what you're talking about.” “Verity.” She walked toward the door. “Breakfast is downstairs.” “I am asking for my laptop.” “Missing.” “My phone?” “Also tragic.” Quentin stared at her. Verity smiled. “I'll see you downstairs.” She walked out before he could respond. Ten minutes later,
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The complete blood results arrived the following afternoon. Quentin was already in a bad mood before the doctor entered the bedroom. Two days away from his office had apparently convinced him civilization was collapsing without him. He had spent the morning answering calls until Verity took his phone and placed it inside one of her bedside drawers. “You are abusing your position as my wife,” he told her. Verity sat in the armchair near the windows..“I haven't even started.” Quentin looked toward the drawer. “Give me my phone.” “No.” “I own several companies.” “And somehow they survived before you woke up this morning.” “They require decisions.” “They employ thousands of people. Surely one of them knows how to make a decision.” Quentin stared at her. Verity smiled sweetly. The doctor entered before he could continue arguing. Quentin's expression became serious immediately. The physician took a seat across from them and opened the report. “We've identified two separate fo
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Verity couldn't sleep. Quentin had been taken to a private medical facility shortly after midnight, where another team examined him and collected several blood samples for testing. His condition gradually stabilized, but the doctors wanted to observe him for several hours before allowing him to leave. Verity remained beside his bed the entire time. She changed out of her evening gown only after Vivienne brought clothes from Sapphire Coastline. Even then, she disappeared into the private bathroom for less than ten minutes before returning to the chair beside Quentin. He slept through most of the night. Sometimes he moved restlessly and reached toward the empty side of the bed. Every time, Verity took his hand. By morning, Quentin was more alert. His eyes opened slowly. Verity immediately leaned closer. “Hi.” He stared at her for a moment. “Hospital?” “Yes.” His expression tightened. “You brought me here.” “I did.” “I told you I didn't want to come.” “You were barely consci
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For one terrible second, Verity could not move. Jessica was straddling Quentin on the bed, leaning over him with one hand pressed against his chest. His jacket was gone, the collar of his shirt was open, and his face was flushed with sweat. Then Verity looked at his eyes. Something was definitely wrong. Quentin was staring upward, but his focus was poor. His arms were not around Jessica. He was not kissing her. He was barely responding to the woman sitting on top of him. The shock inside Verity disappeared beneath a wave of rage. “What the hell are you doing?” Jessica spun around. “Verity—” Verity crossed the room before Jessica could finish. She grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off Quentin with enough force to send Jessica stumbling against the side table. Jessica caught herself quick. “Are you crazy?” Verity shoved her farther away from the bed. “Do not touch my husband.” “Listen to me.” “I said don't touch him!” Jessica reached for her, but Verity knocked her hand
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Verity barely remembered the drive from her parents’ house. The moment she got home, the tears she had held back finally broke free. She sat still in her car in the driveway, sobbing so hard her chest hurt. Her phone rang. It was Monica. “Vee? Where are you? I’ve been calling you for hours.” The
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