บททั้งหมดของ FAMOUS DOCTOR RETURNS WITH THE EX’S BABY: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

Amanda's POV The knife moved so fast that I barely saw it.One second Thomas is standing there, smiling like a madman, the blade loose in his hand. The next, he lunges."Ryan–". The word tore out of my throat too late.The knife sank into Ryan’s side with a sickening sound I will never forget, it wasn't loud, but it was final. Ryan’s body jerked his breath left him in a sharp, broken gasp. His hand flew to his side, coming away red.Time slowed.Ryan stumbled back, his face draining of color, his knees buckled, and he caught himself against the wall, breathing hard, like his lungs are struggling to remember how to work."No… no, no, no…" I whisper, rushing forward.Thomas steps back, laughing under his breath. Not loud. Not wild.Satisfied.“You see?” he says calmly. “I told you this would end my way.”Ryan tries to straighten, but his body betrays him. He slips, dropping to one knee. Blood stains his shirt, spreading fast, too fast.“Ryan!” I scream, my voice breaking completely.Hi

Amanda's POV There are days you just wished had happened differently, like if I had not decided to go with Thomas to look for Levi, if I had not decided to do things without informing Ryan, things would have been different.My heart was broken watching him been wheeled away, so broken that I jumped into the ambulance before they could stop me.The ambulance smelt of blood and antiseptic, the siren was too damn loud that it felt like there was a party inside my head. Everything feels far away except Ryan, I knelt beside the stretcher, my hands wrapped tightly around his. Blood stained his shirt, my dress, my skin, I didn’t remember when it got there, I didn’t remember letting go of him at all."Ryan." I whispered, then louder, "Ryan, stay with me. Please."His face was pale, his lips slightly parted, his breathing coming out shallow. Every rise of his chest felt like a little promise that might break at any second.A paramedic presses down on his wound, he groaned softly."I’m here

Amanda's POV "Mama."Levi ran into my arms like he had been gone for years instead of days, the force of him knocked the breath out of me, but I didn’t loosen my grip. I held him tighter, burying my face in his hair, breathing him in like air after drowning."Mama." he said again, like he needed to hear himself say it. "I thought you weren’t coming.""I’m here.$ I whispered, my voice breaking. "I’m here. I’ll always come for you."His small body trembled against mine. Only then did I realize he had been holding it together too, children always did that, stayed strong until they felt safe.I rocked him slowly, my hands rubbing his back the way I used to when he was smaller. When his breathing finally steadied, I pulled back and looked at his face."Did anyone hurt you?" I asked softly.He shook his head. "They were shouting a lot. I didn’t like it."Anger flared hot and sharp in my chest, but I swallowed it down. Levi didn’t need my rage. He needed me calm, there was no need making i

Amanda's POV Prison wasn’t the kind of place that welcomed visitors. Every step echoed too loudly, every door slammed like it was meant to remind you where you were. I held my bag close to my body as I walked, my heartbeat steady but heavy.I wasn’t nervous.That surprised me.I had imagined this moment a hundred times before deciding to come. In some versions, I screamed at her. In others, I cried. Sometimes I walked away without saying a word.None of those versions felt real anymore.A guard stopped in front of a small room with a glass wall and two phones hanging on either side. He nodded at me once and stepped away.She was already there.Clara sat on the other side of the glass, hands folded neatly on the table, her back straight despite how thin she looked now. The prison uniform swallowed what was left of her frame. Her hair was pulled back, exposing a face that looked older than I remembered.Not weaker.Just… tired.Her eyes lifted when she saw me, for a moment, neither of

Amanda's POV Ryan’s arms came around me from behind before I even realized I was shaking.I had been staring at the hospital window, watching the lights outside blur together, my thoughts louder than the machines around us. The beeping had faded into the background, but my heart hadn’t. It was still racing, still stuck somewhere between fear and relief."It’s okay" Ryan said softly, his chin resting against my hair. "I’ve got you."I leaned back into him without thinking, my body trusted him before my mind could catch up, his arms were warm and steady. He didn’t squeeze too tight, didn’t crowd me. He just held me like he understood that I needed space and safety at the same time."I keep thinking something bad will happen again," I whispered. "Like it’s waiting for us."He shifted slightly so I could turn and face him. His face was pale, still healing, still marked by everything he’d been through. But his eyes were clear and focused on me."Bad things already happened." he said gen