Accidental Surrogate

Chapter 370

Accidental Surrogate Chapter 370-Dr. Hank

Ella

I stumble through the doors of the clinic with immense difficulty, Cora leaning heavily and moaning on my one side, Rafe’s

carrier bouncing against my other.

People’s eyes go wide when they see us, but they quickly scatter out of our way to make room, shouting for nurses and

doctors to come and help. I hold my breath, my eyes fastened on the clinic’s familiar front counter as I pray to heaven and

back that Hank is here, that he’s on duty tonight.

I exhale a that huge breath in a sob of relief when I see him come, wide-eyed, around the corner, trying to figure out what

the big fuss is about. Hank gasps when he sees us, dropping his clipboard and dashing into the waiting room to get to our

side.

To my immense relief, Hank recovers quickly from his surprise and is, quite suddenly, the calm and efficient surgeon I’ve

come to know and trust.

“What’s wrong,” he snaps as he gets his shoulder under Cora’s other arm. Where is she hurt?”

“Her lower back,” I say, my words coming slowly as I try to get my frantic mind in order. “She was stabbed – we were

attacked, Hank – I’m so sorry – ”

“Enough,” he says harshly, dismissing my apology with a glare as he helps me basically carry Cora into the back, to where

we can help her. “A stab wound?! Why the fuck didn’t you get her to a hospital, Ella!”

“It’s not bad,” Cora mumbles, and Hank’s head snaps up, as if he didn’t really realize that she’s conscious enough to talk.

“Tell me.” he says, guiding us all into the first room. Then, as Cora talks to him in some kind of medical jargon I don’t

understand, Hank and I help her up onto an examination table where she lays on her belly. Hank hisses when he sees the

of blood soaking her shirt and her

take a step back, holding on to Rafe’s carrier tightly in both

He’s fussing unhappily, wanting to be held and comforted,

breaks as I watch him cry – but I resist, knowing that – that Hank might need me

just has to wait

as Hank pulls on latex gloves and then begins

at first and then slowly breathe it out

to Cora as nurses come into the room, ready to spring into

glancing to me.

not fatal, Ella,” he says, turning back to his

a relatively shallow stab, and the knife missed her major

sister – her eyes closed

The doctor

my head, “she’s –

my words, and I can

left him for she’s human humans can’t get pregnant by a

as I see him come to the logical conclusion, the same one Cora did

at an instant, my hand on his arm. “Hank,” I say again, drawing his attention back to me as I shake

“Roger father.”

frowns at me, confused – “That’s

shake my head, willing him to believe me. “We have no explanation,” I say, holding his

baby, it’s his blood

breath and roughly scrapes his palm down over his face, putting the

to the nurses about getting an ultrasound machine in

to me. “Do you know how far along she is?” he asks, stern, and

hiding behind

my head, “um, not long? Maybe – maybe a week after

know?”

pregnancy…” but then he turns to

– honestly, we don’t know. Hank sighs and

into a daze as

Hank says, folding his arms, “then it would be long enough, now, to detect

don’t know, Ella.” Then he turns to me.

But her

one hand from

huggy kind of guy, I step away, moving to a chair against the

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