Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Every drop of blood in me froze in place when I heard Nicholas' roar. My mind was blank for a few seconds. It seemed that I would never be able to clear my good name.

Nicholas made his way to me. His dark brown eyes shone with fury as he glared at me. He was no longer hiding the distaste he harbored for me, and his gaze was as scary as flying daggers. Every step he took made it harder and harder for me to breathe.

I wondered what he was thinking. I couldn't tell if he thought that I was the mastermind behind it all or if he was furious because I accused his precious Claudia.

His dark brown eyes showed he was experiencing several emotions simultaneously, and none of them were in favor of me.

Nicholas pulled me up by the back of my collar. I couldn't control my body, and my legs moved clumsily. When I came around, I had already taken a few steps back and had hit the window pane inside the room.

My womb stung a little. Sweat drenched my forehead, and I was glad that my back was the one that was hurt. If that hadn't been the case, the consequences would have been dire.

My palm defensively moved to my womb. I was protecting the baby, but Nicholas never even shot me another look.

He sat beside the bad and grabbed Jasmine by her arm. His voice was sweet when he said, "I'll have a nurse come and reattach the needle."

He helped Jasmine pull up her blanket and was going to leave. However, Jasmine grabbed him and requested, "Nicholas, can you stay here with me for a bit? I'm scared."

was turning blank. Her blinking eyes were filled

quietly. He made his way to the side of the bed and jutted his chin out. His dark brown eyes showed no emotion when he gave me his

of his

the room to make sure that the person

meet her gaze. She trembled and

He was frowning, and he had narrowed his dark brown

have checked in with Lady Luck before I came. I wondered

though, it seemed only right that Nicholas would be here. After all, his future baby mommy and unborn child were gone. It wouldn't

matter how upset I was, I wasn't going to be mean to a patient. I knew that giving

and

always been a

s

and my objective had

hard to be with Nicholas. Improving myself was

turn.

the misunderstandings between us would deepen, and our