"The fetus still has a heartbeat, but she's showing signs of a threatened miscarriage. She needs to stay in the hospital for observation."
Marcus gripped his phone, his entire body going rigid.
"What did you just say?"
"Chloe Carter is 15 weeks pregnant. You're her husband, and you didn't know?"
Marcus's mouth fell open.
He wanted to say he had no idea.
Then it hit him. Lately, she'd barely had an appetite and had been dry-heaving every morning while brushing her teeth.
Just two nights ago, she'd even taken his hand and asked whether he still liked children, something she rarely did out of the blue.
But he'd been hunched over his phone, texting Elena at the time.
He didn't even bother ending the call. He grabbed his car keys and bolted for the door.
Elena caught him by the arm. "
