Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me by Thedora Birnir

Chapter 840:

The housekeeper was off that night. It was just them. And both were in no shape to manage a crisis.

“I’ll call for help,” Hadley whispered through clenched teeth, picking up her phone and dialing 911. “Hello… I need an ambulance… in Redmarsh…”

Twenty minutes later, medics rushed Hadley into the emergency vehicle, with Elissa beside her.

“What’s wrong with me, doctor?” Hadley asked weakly from the emergency room bed, her complexion ghostly pale.

“Just a moment…” The doctor said, clutching the test report with a somber look. He eyed Hadley, pausing momentarily. “Did you arrive here by yourself?” He nodded toward Elissa. “I’m not referring to your friend. I mean, did your husband or any immediate family come with you?”

A wave of anxiety washed over Hadley. “Is it my baby? Please tell me, doctor.”

The gravity of the situation was clear as the doctor delivered the news. “It’s an ectopic pregnancy.”

“What?!”

up suddenly, her hands clenching the

abdominal discomfort, and bleeding you’re experiencing are classic indicators of an

word was a blow

blurred, and she swiftly shut her eyes, overwhelmed

“You’re showing severe symptoms of

𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓍𝓉 →

severe, potentially leading to shock

concerned. “We need

What

her head sorrowfully. “No, there’s no one here for me. Just hand me

counted anyway. He wasn’t legally recognized as her family. And

seen similar situations too many times in his line of

consent form without

you for surgery,” he informed her, taking back the form before leaving the