When Chloe Bishop woke up, she recognized the familiar ceiling and the faint scent of disinfectant in the air.She tried to shift her body slightly, but a sharp, knotted pain twisted through her stomach. She had no choice but to lie still, moving only her fingers.The memory of slamming into that table came rushing back, and panic seized her. Ignoring the pain, she frantically pressed her hands to her belly, feeling it inch by inch.But lying flat, her stomach was almost completely smooth. She groped for what felt like an eternity, unable to tell anything.Desperate for answers, she fumbled for the call button. The moment the bell rang, the door swung open—not even a second later.Xavier stood there, his face ashen.His deep eyes were shot through with red veins. He stumbled to her bedside. "Chloe."Chloe Bishop's voice came out urgent and trembling. "Xavier—my baby?"Xavier swallowed hard. He opened his mouth to speak, but Gwen Grayson's wail cut through first."Ah! Chloe, you're fin
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