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Yolanda was unfazed. She pulled out her phone and acted like she was dialing the police.

Henry’s eyes went wide with panic. “You bitch! What the hell are you doing?” he shouted.

Gamblers like him were terrified of cops. He’d only come after Megan because he owed a mountain of debt.

He shoved past the guards and locked eyes with Yolanda, his gaze wild and menacing. “Just you wait,” he snarled. “You’ll regret this.” Then he spun and stormed off.

Yolanda pressed her lips together and tucked her phone away. She hadn’t called the police. When it came to studio, she preferred to handle things quietly.

She took a deep breath and turned to the doctor. “How is Megan?”

“Out of the woods. She just needs rest–lots of it,” the doctor replied.

Yolanda nodded. Just then, the ER doors slid open, and Megan was wheeled out toward a room downstairs.

Yolanda followed, sitting by the bed.

Ten long minutes later, Ian stepped in and held out a can of bruise spray.

Yolanda paused for a moment and then took it. “Thanks. Listen, with Megan out, I’ll go with you to sign the contract tomorrow morning. After that, you’ll head to set. You’re a great actor -I’ll find more roles for you.”

“Got it,” Ian whispered, his gaze sticking to her. She looked fragile, like she might break, but her eyes were bright, sharp with resolve.

Since the doctor said Megan wouldn’t rouse until morning, Yolanda stood up and said to Ian, “Let’s head back. Work comes first.”

Just as they stepped outside the hospital, Yolanda clutched her stomach and doubled over, fighting the urge to puke.

Ian hesitated for a moment. “I’ll drive you home.”

Sweat beaded on Yolanda’s forehead. She managed a weak smile. “No, it’s fine. Go rest when you get back. Wait-”

Before she could finish, a gust of wind whipped by.

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“Bitch, you

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on me?” Henry roared, swinging

block, but suddenly a

the stick mid–swing and kicked Henry

two will regret this!” he

Ian’s hand. “You okay? Did he

saw no marks, and let out a relieved sigh.

fingers twitched. He looked

lingered on his wrist–firm, steady, a hint of the strength under his good looks. She pulled her hand back. “Studio at nine

cab and climbed in, leaning back once the door shut. Her face was pale, nausea coiling in her stomach, and

feeling settled over her.

were on. Charles sat on the couch, the

in the entryway. As she bent down, a sharp pain knifed through her stomach. She bolted to the bathroom, retching into the sink–those drinks earlier were wrecking

to the living room, Charles was

the quieter he got. She stayed

“Tough week?” he asked. “Is that why you’re so

froze, her eyes

gave me a second thought. Now that I’ve let go and pulled back, suddenly he cares. Guess guys only want women who

pale. She grabbed the banister and started

finally said,

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froze, but her voice stayed calm. “I already

before, you

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rail, the cold metal seeping into her skin

icily. “I was stupid to think that after all these years, you might love

back, a faint sigh escaping. “How many times have you said

walked over, sliding an arm around her waist. Only then did he notice that her face glistened with sweat–she was

her nose with his fingertips and spoke softly, “The baby can’t stay. I’ll take you to the clinic

much–too openly –so no one believed she’d ever walk away. Besides, she was from the Grant family.

fighting, realizing nothing she said would

gently pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. The touch was tender,

stirring up trouble. Bring Mom that emerald bracelet tomorrow and apologize,” he said softly. “Yolanda–you’re wife