Caught In His Embrace A Second Chance Romance novel Chapter 2

After an intense session of vomiting that felt like it was turning her inside out, Sienna found herself in the hospital.

"Doctor, what's wrong with me?" she asked, nervously waiting for the test results.

The doctor didn't answer immediately. Instead, he asked, "Are you married?"

Sienna paused and nodded slowly, "Yeah. I am."

"Congratulations, you're going to be a mom," the doctor announced.

"What?" Sienna's heart raced, her eyes wide with disbelief.

The heatwave had been brutal, and for days, she'd barely had an appetite. Occasionally, she had even experienced some nausea.

She had thought it was just the summer heat or maybe some ordinary stomach bug. But morning sickness? It would have been exciting news before last night.

Hesitantly, Sienna asked, "Are you sure? I mean, these things can get mixed up, right?"

"Mind telling me when your last period was?" the doctor asked.

Sienna did a quick mental calculation, her face turning even paler. "It's been about a week overdue."

"Then that's your answer," the doctor shrugged, placing the test results in front of her. "Look, blood tests don't lie. You are definitely pregnant."

Sienna opened the report, her heart thumping as she read the bold print, stamped with the words—early pregnancy. She abruptly shut her eyes gripping the paper tightly. "Thanks, doc."

Stepping outside the hospital, the scorching sun blared down on her, stinging her eyes and threatening to bring tears. She closed her eyes, whispering to herself, "What do I do now?"

Sienna and Josiah had been married for less than two months. They hadn't spent much time together physically, and their few encounters had been rushed.

At first, she thought Josiah just wasn't into that sort of thing. Truth be told, she wasn't a big fan either—it always ended up hurting.

Now, the truth hit Sienna like a ton of bricks. He wasn't against intimacy; he was just against being intimate with her. Those few moments they had together were probably just for Miranda's sake.

But now she was pregnant—of all times. The shock was too much, and she couldn't think straight about what to do next, or even if she should keep the baby.

Sienna was only 20, too young for such a huge decision. After hours of agonizing thoughts, she realized she had to talk to Josiah. After all, he was the father.

Josiah was at the hospital. Yvette had suffered a miscarriage and was still under observation, needing time to recover. To care for her, he had brought work into her hospital room.

When Sienna arrived, she was stopped at the entrance by Josiah's bodyguards, Chester and James Lewis. "Mrs. Flynn, I'm afraid you'll have to wait. You can't go in just yet."

"Why not?" Sienna blinked, puzzled.

"Well, it's Mr. Flynn's order," Chester replied, trying to keep his tone soothing.

'Josiah's order? Is he worried I might cause trouble for Yvette, or is he just afraid Yvette would be upset if she sees me?' Sienna lowered her head, feeling defeated and hopeless. She seemed fragile, yet there was a stubborn streak in her.

Clenching her fists, she pleaded, "I won't go in, but could you please tell him I need to see him? I have something really important to discuss."

After a quick glance at Chester, James nodded and headed inside to deliver the message to Josiah.

"Not happening," Josiah replied coldly, his indifference evident. With a sneer, he added, "Tell her to stay away from the hospital room. Don't disturb Yvette's rest."

"Okay, Mr. Flynn." James headed back out and conveyed Josiah's words to Sienna.

Sienna's face drained of color as she listened. Her hands, clenched tightly, shook uncontrollably.

Josiah glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Sienna sprawled on the wet ground, soaked and covered in mud. He frowned for a moment, but quickly hardened his resolve.

"It's just a fall. She's not made of glass—what's the worst that can happen? Drive faster. I don't want her to catch up and cause any trouble," he said, his voice icy.

"Yes, Mr. Flynn." James pressed down on the gas, and the car sped away.

Sienna watched in despair as the car shrank into the distance, her heart sinking with every second. She struggled to her feet, her arms and palms scraped, with blood seeping out and mixing with the rainwater.

A sharp pain hit her, like a knife stabbing through her. She closed her eyes, and her tears flowed freely, blending with the relentless downpour.

Back at Silver Beach, Sienna felt completely drained. She didn't even bother to shower; she just collapsed onto the couch, still in her wet clothes.

'What else can I do? Who can I turn to for help?' Sienna's thoughts were spinning. Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind. She grabbed her phone and dialed a number she knew by heart.

The ringing echoed in Sienna's ears, and she held her breath, a flicker of hope lighting up inside her.

"Hello?" a woman's voice answered on the other end.

Instantly, the spark in Sienna's eyes dimmed.

"Hello? Who is this? Speak up," the woman asked, her tone edged with annoyance. "If you don't say something, I'm hanging up." And with that, the call went dead.

Sienna gripped her phone tightly and bit her lip, tears streaming down her cheeks—she felt so foolish for making that call. In frustration, she hurled the phone across the room and buried her face in a pillow.

The entire night blurred by. Sienna lost track of when she finally fell asleep, but when she woke up, her head throbbed painfully. The doorbell rang insistently, each chime grating on her nerves.

Suddenly, the door swung open. Josiah stepped in, his handsome face shadowed with anger.