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Chapter 5 ARROGANT GIRL

Word Count: 1143    |    Released on: 09/02/2025

ials-clothes, a few personal items, and the lingering sense of uncertainty about what awaited her back in Chicago. For the first time in days, she fe

owed her to breathe. The messages from her father had only confirmed that there was no going back to

le of the afternoon, and the heat pressed against the window as the aircraft taxied to the gate. She had no intention of sticking

de her way to the hospital. The weight of her decision was heavy, but

directed her to the waiting room. There, she sat, tapping her fingers impatiently against her knee. T

atmosphere had suddenly thickened. He was taller than she remembered, his broad shoulders filling

ere," Raymond's voice was sharp, cutt

quickening. This was the same man she bumpe

ymond continued, his voice dripping with cond

gaze hardened. "Excuse me, Mr. Suit," she replied, her voice smooth but lac

mond stones not suit he warned. He simply turned

back down. She wasn't the naive woman she once was. She wasn't

r. Harris walked in, looking between th

arris began, his voice professional yet warm. "We

he had taken three weeks ago rushed back to her. She was

," Olive said, cutting him off. "I ha

impatience. He turned to Raymond br

" Dr. Harris said, his tone serious. "We've encountere

gnancy test?" she repeated, u

e have reason to believe you ma

force of a freight train. She

out in the otherwise silent room. "This arrog

any weakness. She forced herself to speak, though her voice trembled. "I'm pregnant," she said, the words leavi

mind, but she shoved it away. This was about so

ded, her voice growing stronger. "That'

ared at her. He took a step forward, his fists clenching. "You can't be seriou

Mr. Stone. I don't owe anyone anything. This i

them. "Miss Olive, I must remind you that abortion procedures are only performed wh

eyes burned with anger. But she didn't care.

id, her voice icy. "I'm not asking for pe

tience wearing thin. "You have no i

m not afraid of you, Mr. Stone. And I'm certainly

thick in the air. Finally, Raymond spoke, his voice c

exchange. "I suggest we schedule the test for another time," he sa

he had made her decision. She didn't need any

out of the waiting area, leaving both Raymond and

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