Karen wasn't one for wild theories, but if a guy had been admitted to the hospital, there was no way Jeffrey would've kept it a secret from her.

Typically, Jeffrey was the kind who'd give her a play-by-play of his day, down to his bathroom breaks. But today, he'd darted off to the hospital without a peep. Heck, just earlier, she couldn't reach him at all.

That could only mean one thing: he was there with a woman.

A woman? Her brows knit together in sudden concern. "It's not your ex, is it?" "No! It's not her." Jeffrey blurted out so fast it was as if he didn't even pause to think. Worried he might spill more beans, he quickly added, "I'll be back at the office soon. I'll explain everything when I get home tonight, promise. Gotta run, sweetheart.” "But, you—" Before Karen could finish, the call ended, leaving her staring at her phone, a mixture of annoyance and confusion stirring within.

zoning out for? Come on, we need your help with your brother.” "On my

old, slender and pale, sleeping peacefully in her

too long—just one glance and he stepped out

and puffy from crying, her breaths

asked, his voice low,

I'm afraid that she might not make it." He paused, then pulled out a card and handed it to her. "There should be over five million on this. Use it for her treatment;

not," Jeffrey said coldly, pushing the card into her hand. "I need to leave. Karen suspects I'm at the hospital. I have to get back." He turned to go, but Paige caught his arm. "Jeffrey, have you no heart? Your daughter is fighting for her life, and you're just going to leave?" "I said I'd pay for the treatment; what more do you want?" "At least stay with her through this tough time," Paige retorted, uncharacteristically firm. "You showing up today proves you care about your child, even if just a little. So why do you rush back when that woman calls?

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