His Unwanted Wife Is A Genius Scientist

d and a dull, throbbing ache in her lower

tood by her bed. He adjusted his cl

a massive hemorrhage. We had to perform an emergency dilation and curetta

ld no warmth

"My babies..." A tiny, foolish flicker of h

We couldn't save them. Your only job now is to

ange her IV drip. Her eyes,

ose. "I'm so sorry," she whispered. "To lose both of them at once,

s arm, her grip surprisingly strong. "What did you say? M

ty. "Y-yes... the ultrasound showed a boy a

and

lost two

, more brutal impact. The room spun, and she thought

rief was too profound, hollowing her out from the inside

m the hospital. Carefully, she placed the tin

exquisite gift paper, tying it with a ribbon s

buzzed. It was Julian's father, Alistair

ef is off today. I want you to cook dinner, and my suits need ironing. Make sure

d how she had married Julian Carlisle while pregnant, bending over backward to please his family. She had endured

ian wasn't there. He was still

fresh ingredients toward her. "Mr. Carlisle wants dinner ready by seven," the

urning on her heel and walking straight upstairs. Behind her, she could hear the

droom, Carly stood still. She fu

Julian. She was smiling, her face radiant with

ed, composite photo because Julian hadn't even bothered to show up for the sho

ong moment, then let out

hrough her contacts, p

tation, she press

ngth she had left. "Hamza," she said, her voice clear and