บททั้งหมดของ Carrying My CEO'S Baby: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 15

The automatic doors parted with a soft hiss, spilling faint light onto the lobby floor of Westgrove Hospital.As Xander stepped into the hospital, two nurses paused mid-conversation as he passed. One murmured something to the other. They both turned to watch him go.“Gosh, I hope he’s a patient. I’ll gladly be his attending nurse.”“Yeah,” the other one responded, “It’s not every day we get incredibly handsome patients.”“Gosh, he’s so dreamy,” the other nurse said, her head leaning on her hands.“What are you two gossiping about? Get back to your wards.” A senior nurse reprimanded them as they scurried to their wards.As Xander stopped at the reception desk the young woman behind it jolted upright like she’d been caught dozing.“Can I help y—”“Maya Thompson,” Xander cut in. “Her room number.”She blinked. “Uh…”Her fingers flew quickly across the keyboard.“She’s not showing up on the inpatient list,” the nurse said, brows furrowed. “Was she admitted today?”“Today. Around noon. C

The sky was overcast with clouds. Maya pulled her coat tighter as she walked briskly through the dilapidated area of town. The only chemist in her vicinity was a Jay’s Pharmacy at the corner of a decaying business street. The signage was in terrible condition. The sign had peeling letters with the words “JAY’S PHARMACY” written across. She pushed open the creaky door. Behind the counter sat a slim man in a stained lab coat, flipping through a newspaper.He didn’t look up. “What do you need?”“Someone recommended me here,” Maya said, her voice barely above a whisper.He finally glanced up, really looking at her. “Like I said, what do you need?”“I don’t know if you can… help me.” She hesitated. “I need Miso… misoprostol.”That got his attention. The paper dropped.“Are you crazy?” he hissed, stepping back. “I don’t sell that kind of thing here. Get out.”“Please,” Maya said. “I—I don’t have time. I just need to take care of something.”He shook his head. “Not my business. Don’t car

Maya entered the building with a deep breath, hoping to rid herself of the thick emotional haze which had accompanied her throughout the week. The reception area hummed busily with activity.“Did you see the photo?”“What photo?”“Of Mr. Blackwood and his fiancée Miss Ivan. It’s all over the news.”“Stop exaggerating. The news never mentioned they were engaged.”“What do you expect? Didn’t you see the way he was hugging her? It was so romantic. Sooner or later they’ll be married.”“Sounds so dreamy. Where can I find the picture?”“Too late. The whole thing disappeared this morning. If I didn’t see it myself, I wouldn’t have believed it.”Maya’s forehead creased but she didn’t stop walking. Whatever melodrama Xander was entangled in, it wasn’t any of her concern. She was already attempting to put the pieces of her life together, without involving anyone else.She arrived at the office—the office she shared with Xander—and opened the glass slowly. He wasn’t there yet. She let out a brea