If she had their child, as long as the child was in his hands, she would have to think twice before leaving...
Thinking this way, he felt his own selfishness was somewhat cruel, fearing that if Amanda Smith were really pregnant, she would hate him even more.
The black sedan glided smoothly on the highway and, an hour later, they stopped in front of the hospital.
The nurse, who had been waiting for some time, respectfully and politely led the two inside. Amanda Smith's face fell at the sight of the hospital; she harbored a deep-seated fear of such places.
Samuel Johnson held on tightly to her fingers. Today, the hospital had been cleared for their visit, and each floor was manned by personnel he had arranged. His bodyguards followed closely behind, expressions vigilant on every face.