NovelEnglishChapter 883: Eric remembered she'd left the dance troupe. Was this her new job? It must be.
He tried to recover, smiling sheepishly. "No problem. I misunderstood. Don't be mad, okay?" "Fine," Hadley said, clearly done with the conversation. "Why are you here?" Eric lowered his gaze, a flicker of grievance in his eyes. "I texted you this afternoon. You didn't respond. I was worried about Joy, so I cto check in." She had seen his messages.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I was busy," she said. "It wasn't intentional. Melba didn't call, so Joy's fine. I'll send you a video when I'm upstairs." She added, "Also, I've taken on a new job. I'll be a lot busier from now on. I won't be able to update you about Joy often, but I'll reply when I can. Don't worry." Then, she looked at him. "Can I go now?" "Wait, Hadley." Eric stepped forward. "There's something else. Didn't we agree to prioritize your health as well? I found a doctor for you." She paused, remembering. "Right. Thanks." "Are you free tomorrow?" he asked, studying her face. "I can pick you up in the afternoon." "Sure." Hadley nodded. "Now I'm heading up." "Hadley!" he called out again.
She turned, surprised. “What is it now?" Eric hesitated before speaking, his voice soft. "Do you still want to go back to the dance troupe?" He knew the entertainment industry wasn't her passion.
Updated stories gal"If you want to return, I could-" "No need," she cut him off, her gaze clear and firm.
"You and I-aside from co-parenting Joy-don't have anything else between us. Focus on her. My life is not your concern. Got it?" She walked past him and disappeared into the building.
Eric stood frozen, her words echoing in his ears, the light in his eyes slowly dimming.
He understood. But that didn't change how he felt.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe next afternoon, Eric arrived to take Hadley to her doctor's appointment.
The physician was an older man, a renowned expert in the field. He examined Hadley thoroughly before sighing. "Your body was already fragile after your first pregnancy, and clearly, you haven't been well taken care of after the childbirth," he said, glancing at Eric. “How could a family like the Flynns neglect your postpartum care?" Eric's expression stiffened. His jaw clenched, lips drawn into a thin line. He didn't know how to respond.
The doctor shook his head, muttering, "A caring husband is m always more important than the wealthy family he comes from." Hadley agreed wholeheartedly. That was exactly why she had no intention of ever returning to that life.
The doctor scribbled on his notepad. "Thankfully, you're still young. With the right treatment and Dest, you'l recover Let's start mild and see how your body responds. Cin twice a week for follow-ups. I'll prepare each week's medicine in advance."
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