CHAPTER 087
Author: LADY E
last update2025-10-01 23:45:18

A doctor appeared suddenly, his expression stern as he raised a hand. “This is a hospital, not a boxing ring. You will lower your voices at once. There is a woman in labor fighting for her child in there, she doesn’t need to hear your shouting. If you cannot control yourselves, you will leave.”

The silence that followed was sharp and suffocating.

Finn glared at Jackson, Jackson glared back, and between them laid an unresolved conflict filled with years of resentment and bitterness.

Helen muttered under her breath, “This is going to be a long night.”

Sarah exhaled shakily and returned to her seat, resuming her whispered prayers.

Harry simply shook his head, murmuring, “May God help the child, born into a storm.”

Jackson clenched his fists so hard his nails dug into his palms.

Finn’s jaw worked as though he was chewing hard nuts.

Dianna screamed yet again, this time her voice was louder, echoing down the hall.

Jackson had resumed pacing, his fists clenched so tightly
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