All Chapters of FAMOUS DOCTOR RETURNS WITH THE EX’S BABY: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

AMANDA'S POV"No, Adam, please stay with me." I yelled, my voice cracking with every word. I pressed my shaking hands against the blood gushing out through his shirt, his skin had gone pale.My throat tightened, hot tears blurred my vision. "Adam please, don't leave us, you promised to be there for us, please."He didn't say anything, i watched as he exhaled slowly, his head against my arm. I felt fear grip me in a way that I've never felt, I've watched patients slip away despite our efforts but this wasn't just anyone, this was Adam.I could still hear the police sirens outside, drowning all the chaos, i heard voices, officers shouting orders, metal crashing, screams from what i assumed was wounded men."Two down, put them in cuffs." A police man barked as i looked up. Two of my kidnappers were shoved face flat on the ground, handcuffed and drag towards a police van, the rest were lying on the warehouse floor.The scent of blood was thick in the air, from the kidnappers

Ryan's POV The silence in the room was thick, even with selene humming faintly in the sitting room as she flipped the pages of the magazine like nothing happened. She had been restless the whole day, snapping at the staff, moving things from one place to the other.When I walked in, her face lit up too quickly. 'There you are." she said, sliding off the couch and straightening her dress. She held a glossy pamphlet in her hands and waved it at me as though it was the solution to everything. "I’ve found something that might help us."I frowned, loosening my tie "What is it?""A vacation." She pressed the flier against my chest until I had no choice but to take it. The cover showed a couple holding hands on a beach, the sun setting behind them. A romantic getaway the pamphlet read.I stared at her, disbelief washing over me "You want to go on vacation?""Not just vacation" she rushed, her words tumbling over each other. "It’s a couple’s retreat. They say it saves m

Amanda's POV The first thing i heard was a sharp groan, for a moment, i thought i had imagined it. Maybe my mind was playing a cruel trick on me because of how long i had sat by his hospital bed. But then, it came again, sharp, weak and broken."Adam?" My chair scraped across the floor as i moved forward, my hands reaching out for him.His eyelids fluttered open slowly, like they weighed a thousand pounds. He blinked at the ceiling with visible efforts at first, then the movements sharpened."Amanda." He called, his voice cracking, but it was the sweetest and calmest voice I'd heard in weeks.Tears burned in my eyes before I could stop them, I grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly. “You’re awake. Oh God, Adam, you’re awake.”His fingers twitched against mine, faint but deliberate, a ghost of a smile tugged at his lips. "Told you I wouldn’t… leave you alone with all this."I laughed shakily, wiping at my cheeks with my free hand, Relief surged through me, but beneath

Amanda's POV I couldn’t stop shaking, Veronica’s words kept ringing in my ears long after she left my house leaving behind that suffocating scent of her perfume and the weight of her threats. "You took my grandson away. You won’t win this time."I wanted to laugh, I wanted to scream, I wanted to rip apart everything in sight just to release the storm brewing inside me. My sister hated me, my mother-in-law hated me and the man I once thought I could trust… he was married to the very person who wanted me destroyed.Levi’s face came into my mind, his small smile, the way his hand clutched mine when he was scared. My knees buckled, my baby was the reason they were after me, he was the prize in their twisted games.I pressed a trembling hand to my chest, trying to breathe, when the door opened and Adam walked in.He looked stronger now, less pale, no longer the ghost he had been when he first woke from the coma. His hair was still messy, his steps slower than before, b

Amanda’s POVThe walls of the courtroom always seemed colder than anywhere else. Maybe it wasn’t the marble or the polish, but the way everyone here spoke in clipped words, weighed in evidence, and measured pain in terms of "admissible" or "inadmissible."I sat behind the long mahogany desk, my lawyer beside me, papers spread like items displayed for sale, but that was the least of my worries, not when the Stewards sat across from me, looking untouchable.Veronica Steward was elegance wrapped in luxury materials, with Jewelries glistering like it was about to blind the viewers eyes, her posture regal, her expression unreadable. Selene sat beside her, her hand folded neatly in her lap, chin tilted high, to anyone else, she was the picture of a loyal wife and mother, to me, she was a predator pretending to pray.And then there was Ryan, his presence pressed into me even though he didn’t look at me directly, he didn’t have to, the air shifted when he walked in, when