Divorcing The CEO To Save My Baby

Chapter 9

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freezing rain had turned into a nasty mix of

r mind racing, trying to figure out how to

vement. Two black Escalades swerved sharply,

assive men in black suits jump

Emma screamed, t

lly into the back seat of the SUV.

on its brakes at the VIP emergency ent

lled down a sterile, brightly lit corr

d, the sleeves rolled up past his forearms, and a dark smear of blood stained the fabric near his

ard, grabbing her shoulders so h

urological appointment downtown," Denton yelled, his voice

tive AB. The bank is empty.

e hovering nurse. "

large volume of blood during the first trimester would cause a sever

h arms protectively around her stoma

terated disgust. He viewed her refusal as

death just to secure your inheritance?"

lease!" Emma sobbed, shaking her he

other second. He flicked

by the shoulders and forced her down into the heavy lea

he thrashed, she even sank her teeth into one

n, forcing her to look at him. "If she

r hands shaking as she h

s streaming down her face. "Den

"Draw it. Take as

ark red blood rushed up the tube,

ing cramp started low in Emm

soaked through her shirt, sticking to her s

sing out and losing the baby, she bit down on her l

. "Mr. Chaney, this is against all medical protocols! I can give one u

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“I went to a private clinic for a routine physical, only to find out I was pregnant. It was impossible. I took my birth control every single day. But when the doctor tested my pills, they turned out to be high-purity vitamin placebos. My billionaire husband, Denton, had been systematically replacing my medication. Yet, on our anniversary, he brought my sister Beverly home, demanding a divorce so he could marry her. When I refused to sign a settlement that left me with nothing, he froze my accounts and blacklisted me across New York. My own father disowned me. When an old friend offered me a job just so I could afford prenatal care, Denton launched a ruthless financial attack to bankrupt his firm. Then, Beverly got into a car crash. Denton's bodyguards dragged me off the street and forced me into a hospital trauma room. Beverly was hemorrhaging, and I was the only blood match. I cried and begged Denton to stop, desperately trying to protect my fragile pregnancy without exposing my baby to the monster who controlled my life. "Please, my body can't handle this. Don't do this to me!" But he just looked at me with pure disgust and ordered his men to strap me to the chair, forcing the needle into my vein while threatening to kill me if his mistress died. As I dragged my bleeding, cramping body out of the hospital into the freezing snow, my last shred of hope died. I touched my stomach and made a vow: I would disappear, and I would make them all pay.”