She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 93

Chapter 93 Shall I Call The Police

Peipe's grip remained unyielding as he issued a chilling command to his assistant. "Drive. We need to reach the hospital now." His voice cut through the tense air like a blade.

Without hesitation, the assistant ignited the engine and steered the vehicle toward the hospital.

The landscape blurred past the windows, marking their rapid departure from the airport. Beside him, Farrah's hear pounded fiercely against her chest, a tumultuous wave of panic and dread swelling within her.

The very thought of what might happen to her baby chilled her to the bone. Terminating the pregnancy was something she couldn't accept

"Felpe, If you force this abortion on me, I will never forgive you!" Tears streaked her flushed cheeks, her eyes a fiery testament to her resolve

Felipe, however, seemed unmoved by her pleas. He merely tightened his hold, ensuring she remained firmly by his side, her movements severely restricted.

the car journey feit endless, stretching on for a grueling hour until the facade of the hospital loomed before

Farat's resistance peaked as she refused to get out, her instincts screaming at her about the grim reality that awained beyond the car doors.

Felipe cast a glance her way, his features betraying a fleeting shadow of reluctance. Still, he stood firm and pules her from the car with firm, unshakable force.

His voce a low, an attempt to mask the storm brewing within him. "Be good, Farrah. Your health isn't in the Age sex to carry a child now. If you truly desire a family, we can consider it once you've recovered."

"You just went so rid yourself of this baby because you doubt he's yours, isn't that it?" Farrah pressed, her wire saw with emotion, her wrist throbbing painfully from his iron grip. "Why make up such excuses?" she testat, com que goréng

Telge's response was sharp, a clear edge of warning in his tone. "Enough!"

Farrah's gaza burned with unyielding defiance.

The roogsal comdors were eerily silent, amplifying the gravity of her situation. Given Farrah's identity, Felipe kad wrodowy orchestrated this moment, sparing no detail.

We Got waste time explaining to Farrah, just signaled the waiting doctors and coldly handed her over.

They moved with mechanical precision, disregarding Farrah's frantic struggles and the tears streaming down.

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Her resistance was poignant but futile.

She was forcefully led toward the operating room, stripped of her means to seek help or alert the authorities.

Powerless, she couldn't even shield her own child from what was to come.

As she was dragged away, her eyes locked on Felipe's face-a mask of chilling

indifference. Her heart seethed with a raw, intense hatred.

"Felipe Yates, you'll pay the price!" she vowed silently, her inner turmoil sharpening each word.

voice cut through the tension. "What are you

She stood there,

stand still as everyone

nightmare. She hastily brushed away her tears, and upon seeing her friend, a fresh wave of emotion overwhelmed her, bringing more tears

of my friend!" Freya

among each other before settling on Felipe. He remained by the entrance, his expression

in. Why the hell was she popping

wise for you to stay out of it," Felipe stated, his voice low and edged with a cool hostility as he stepped closer

fiercely, “Should I call the police then? Perhaps they can enlighten us whether coercing someone into

now, she had positioned herself protectively by Farrah's side, her stance serving as

their voices a mix of concern and

escalate further," one doctor advised, trying to instill some sense into

wife of her maternal rights." "Maybe...

clear none of the doctors relished being involved in

owner's directives hanging over

tied.

spiking

salt in an open wound-infuriating

which makes you

a weapon. “But remember, your divorce is looming.

can turn your life into a

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by Freya's defense, snapped defiantly, "I

was only then, amidst the heated

overwhelmed her, and the words had

of her hastily spoken words sank in, a knot of worry tightened in her stomach, churning with thoughts of the potential

her voice steady and soothing as she fixed Farrah with a look brimming with reassurance. "Haven't I made it

billion dollars Kristian had agreed to as a divorce settlement. Even at the modest bank interest rates, it would generate an income of over 20 million

ensured that destitution was

observed their exchange, his memory echoing with the details of

always left chaos

note of coercion. "If you choose not to terminate the pregnancy today, who's to say Freya won't end up in a car accident or sustain a serious

really orchestrate such horrors. He merely wanted to scare Farrah into making what he believed was the right

was caught in a painful dilemma

here," Freya insisted, tugging

remained rooted in

concern lacing her voice. "What's holding

head out

י

and prioritize your well-being." Freya's words carried a finality that allowed no room

accident? Sustain a serious injury? Absolutely no way that was going to

such drastic measures, perhaps Freya could entertain the thought. Felipe? It was hardly worth

nerve. Felipe's

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low, threaded with a veiled threat as he watched her steadily escort Farrah

replied curtly,

stance relaxed, his earlier tension easing