Chapter 0465

Hannah

The doctor looked like he was about to be sick when he turned to face us. His skin had gone pale, his eyes wide as saucers, his face drawn as if he’d just seen a ghost.

“Kill us?” I sat up a little more with some effort, my arms trembling beneath my weight. Viona moved to support me, but I waved her away. “Who? Marcus?”

Doctor Patel looked back and forth between all of us. His mouth kept opening and closing like a fish out of water. There was clearly something he had to tell us, and yet it seemed he was genuinely torn between spilling it or making a run for the hills.

Most of all, there was fear in his eyes.

“If I tell you,” he said hesitantly, “you have to promise not to tell him.”

Noah and I looked at each other in astonishment. “What-”

aging doctor insisted, his cheeks trembling

still weakened him, although not as much as me. “Whatever you have to

eyes flicked to the doors and

features.

a sigh, I nodded to Viona, who moved around the house quickly to secure the entrances. Once we were certain that everything was locked and the curtains were tightly shut, Doctor Patel seemed to deflate with some modicum of relief. He sank down onto an armchair and

finally said, growing impatient. “Whatever you have to say,

doctor flinched, but nodded. “V–Very well. You see… Goddess,

to kill. me if I told

at each other with shock but remained

continued his story. “It started about eight years ago… shortly after you two got married.” He glanced up at me and Noah. “Your father, Marcus, came to me with a proposition; he asked me to ensure that you two didn’t conceive. Told

for your ovulation. I told him to

you lied to us,” Noah growled, folding his arms tightly

to tell you, truly. And I almost did. It never felt… right to do that to you, to try and take away your

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