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?!”

Hadley, prompting her to sit up suddenly,

know this is hard to accept. The back pain, abdominal discomfort, and bleeding you’re experiencing are classic indicators

word was a blow to

vision blurred, and she swiftly shut her eyes, overwhelmed by

“You’re showing severe symptoms of bleeding.

???? ????

and abdominal pain were severe, potentially leading to shock or

need a direct family

expression turned empty. What

sorrowfully. “No, there’s no one here for me. Just hand me the form; I’ll

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

to proceed. But as a doctor, he had seen similar situations too many times in his line of work. In his eyes, she was likely just one more poor woman left behind by someone who should’ve stayed. Finally, he

her the consent form without another

shortly to prep you for surgery,” he informed her, taking back the form