Accidental Surrogate

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 356-Ella

I find Cora, a little later, in the long room thoat we’ve turned into a hospital, working hard probably to distract herself. I grimace, a little, when I see that her bedside manner has certainly suffered in the wake of her frustration she’s snapping at patients, glaring at them when they take too long to answer, and stalking from bed to bed. As I come into the room the men look towards me with desperate eyes.

I hold up my free hand – Rafe bundled in my other arm – to the men, letting them know that I’ll handle it, and then I walk calmly over to my sister’s side.

“Hey Cora,” I say casually, looking down at the clipboard in her hand on which she’s writing in her messy doctor’s scrawl. Cora doesn’t respond, just glares at me and turns her attention back to the clipboard.

I scoff a little at her and bump my shoulder against hers, a little pissed off now. “Why don’t we try that again, Cora,” I say, through my teeth a little. ” Hello, Cora. How are you?”

“I’m not speaking to you, Ella,” Cora snaps, shaking her head and continuing to write. “Or my stupid mate, or yours. Or their dad.”

“What about Rafe,” I ask, adjusting the baby so that she can see him more clearly.

Cora flicks her eyes to Rafe, who looks up at her with his big sweet eyes, and she hesitates a little. “Rafe is fine,” she mutters, “he did not betray me. Unlike the rest of you.”

I say, grinning down at him. But Cora scoffs and turns away, angry that

then hurrying to keep up. “Listen, I’m sorry I really am! You know I like Hank I like him a lot! I was very team Hank for a minute there, and

against her. “Do you seriously

wounded man in the bed closest to use flinch, his eyes

from me again. “Seriously I don’t think that Hank did anything! I just think that Henry has a point – that we need to double-check everything before we trust people! I mean, they wouldn’t even let me call you when we first got

away from me but clearly seeing my point.

say, taking a deep breath and trying to bring all of our energy back down to a reasonable level, “what’s the harm in letting them be careful, in letting them check? Hank is going

” I already hurt Hank – and he did nothing wrong. And now he has people hurling these accusations at him,

closer to my sister now, my heart hurting to see her

my arm around my sister and pulling her

and then pulling away as she wipes at her eyes. You’re just – just trying to protect your baby.” And I see her unconsciously move the clipboard lower on her body, her hand moving to

the situation. “Your simple existence has inspired a war that has resulted in accusations that have hurt your auntie’s feelings! You apologize, now!” And then I

for the baby, taking him from my hands. “Nooo, not my nephew,”

honestly as if