Mission: From Divorcee to Millionaire novel Chapter 259

Selena's eyes were wide with terror, her face as pale as a ghost, and her lips completely devoid of color. In a panic, she didn’t spare a thought for Rebecca, the one who started all this chaos. With a voice barely above a whisper, she begged the man next to her, “Please, get me to the hospital, hurry, my stomach... it hurts so much…”

The man, just as panicked, didn't waste a second. He gently scooped Selena up, placed her in the car, and the driver slammed the pedal to the floor, racing towards the nearest hospital.

Barely conscious, Selena was quickly lifted onto a stretcher and rushed into the emergency room. The doctor swiftly began his examination, and from the get-go, it was clear: she was pregnant and at risk of losing the baby.

Selena vaguely heard the doctor’s gentle voice, “Miss, can you hear me? What’s your name? You’re showing signs of a miscarriage; we need to contact your family.”

Without a phone or any way to prove her identity, Selena struggled to open her eyes. Her family… she couldn’t let them know about this.

“No, don’t tell anyone.”

Even though she desperately tried to speak, her voice wouldn’t cooperate, leaving only her lips moving silently. The doctor, unaware, continued pressing for information.

A nurse glanced at Selena, something about her seemed familiar. After a moment’s thought, it clicked, “Dr. Schmidt, I know who she is. She’s Mrs. Bennett! Isn’t Josh staying in our hospital’s VVIP ward? She visits him often, and she’s so striking, I remember her!”

Once the doctor knew who she was, he relaxed a bit, only to tense up again almost immediately. Mrs. Bennett was a VIP, and if anything happened to her or the child, Mr. Everett would hold him responsible. His job could be on the line.

With sweat starting to form on his brow, the doctor asked the nurse to quickly get Everett’s contact number from their records. The nurse hurried off and soon returned with it scribbled down.

The doctor pulled out his phone, carefully entering each number before hitting call. After several rings, a cool voice finally answered, “Who’s this?”

“Mr. Everett, hello, I’m from Mercy Hospital’s Emergency Center. Your wife was in a car accident and she’s been brought here…”