Chapter 268:
This recollection sparked a flicker of annoyance within Kristian, prompting his silence.
“Remove your woman from these premises,” Felipe demanded. “Make sure she stays out of my business affairs, or I’ll ensure she faces consequences.”
As Felipe delivered this ultimatum, Freya’s gaze locked with Kristian’s, a clear challenge for him to attempt stopping her.
Kristian hesitated, conflicted.
He had consistently avoided entangling himself in others’ complications, preferring to wait by the vehicle until Freya concluded her business.
He harbored no fondness for Farrah. Yet, witnessing the situation unfold, he finally comprehended the source of Freya’s conflict with Felipe, whose actions had clearly crossed acceptable boundaries.
“Ms. Briggs,” a doctor called, emerging with Farrah. “We’ve successfully bandaged Ms. Welch’s wound. Due to her pregnancy, we couldn’t administer any medication.”
Freya examined the bandaged wound critically. “Hmm, how much will this cost?”
“No… please don’t worry about payment,” one of the doctors quickly responded.
Though this hospital operated under the Yates Group’s private ownership, every physician had earned their medical credentials through years of rigorous training.
Having overheard fragments of the earlier conversation, they realized that if Freya pursued legal action against the Yates Group, their professional futures would be jeopardized.
Felipe’s gaze darkened when he noticed the bandage wrapped around Farrah’s neck, his hand freezing mid-motion in his pocket. “What happened to her neck?”
“She threatened self-harm if anyone approached and accidentally cut herself,” the assistant explained matter-of-factly. “When the security personnel confiscated her knife, they inadvertently grazed her skin again.”
“What were you thinking?” Felipe’s heart tightened as he spoke. “Didn’t I explicitly tell you to exercise caution?”
The thought of what might have happened had the blade pierced deeper sent chills down his spine.
The assistant remained silent, knowing that enduring his employer’s wrath was his only option.
“There’s no need for this charade anymore,” Farrah said, her eyes reflecting an emotional void as she looked at Felipe like a stranger. “Wouldn’t my death bring you relief?”
For the first time, an unsettling discomfort settled over Felipe, causing his voice to falter. “I only asked for an abortion, not your suffering.”
Farrah’s gaze turned cold. As if terminating a pregnancy wasn’t suffering?
“Whether you believe it or not, I suggested the abortion because I care about you,” Felipe insisted, knowing this was his last chance to speak. “Carrying this child to term could endanger your life.”
If not for that grave concern, he would never have pressured her. Even if the child wasn’t biologically his, it would still call him “father.” Freya perceived Farrah’s…
Freya’s reluctance to engage with Felipe led her to intervene on Farrah’s behalf. “If your concern for her were genuine, you wouldn’t be pushing her toward termination.”
“How is this your concern?” Felipe felt that Freya was interfering unnecessarily and retorted, “Should anything happen to Farrah, you’ll face the consequences.”
“Felipe.” Kristian’s voice cut through the tension, his sharp features carrying an unmistakable warning.
Felipe found himself at a loss for words. What had gotten into Kristian? This entire situation existed because of his wife!
“Farrah understands her body better than you do.” Freya genuinely believed Felipe was being unreasonable and challenged, “Who told you that this pregnancy posed a danger to her?”
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