Rosie’s heels clicked against the polished hospital floors as she strode forward, ignoring the persistent pain in her abdomen. Her assistant hurried after her, pleading for her to return to her ward.
“Ms. Hunter please,” Sophia pleaded, quickening her steps to keep up. “The doctor is here now! She’s waiting for you and she said your situation is crucial!”
“I’ll be back soon,” Rosie rasped out.
A sharp pain pierced her insides. Rosie clenched her jaw and bit down hard on her tongue, drawing blood. She’d rather do that than cry.
“Permission to speak, Ms. Hunter?” Sophia pressed. “Please, let me speak freely.”
“Then talk!” Rosie hissed.
“Ms. Hunter, you’re in a very crucial position right now!” She ran in front of Rosianna to block her path. “Your gastritis is in a vulnerable stage! Y
