Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 85

“No. That’s not possible.”

He quirks his head. “Stop me if I’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure your former husband would have s*x with you.”

Yes. All the time.

Sometimes multiple times. Daily.

I gulp.

My hands instinctively go to my stomach.

Adam’s gaze goes to the cooler across the room where he’s storing my chemotherapy then back to me.

“I, uh, can’t take the drugs to ki ll the ca ncer without k illing my baby.”

He frowns. His eyes are so kind. But the pity I see there… it ki lls

“This particular ca ncer…no.”

I tug out my hair tie and twist my hair.

bites his lip.

let’s say I put off treatments. If I can carry the baby to five or six months, the child could survive

that long… the ca

going to pu

papers. I’ve clearly unnerved him. “I’ll confer with Dr. Henley. We can

reach across the table and still his hand. “Hey. We both knew this was a longshot. Can we transfer the embryo?

di e, but I can’t bury the compulsion to try and save my

of a fetus or embryo

easier because once the embryo is implanted, it either takes or it doesn’t. You already have a successful pregnancy. Attempting a uterine procedure can complicate or terminate that. There isn’t enough science. Even at four or five months, we can do more with a premature delivery. The first trimester is a time when most pregnancies either

high risk to the

I have enough time?” I

you delay your treatments that long,

be

hospital oncologist topped me out at 5% if I started aggressive chemo and radiation immediately. And that was before the

need to abort. We can start treatments. There is still a chance that we can save

“No,” I whisper.

“Please.”

Adam looks positively frazzled,

myself. “Hey, Adam, can we keep this

wonder what my life would be like if I’d grown up here. Would Adam be the father of this child? Would I be si ck

to say. Everything happens for a reason, I suppose.