Pregnant And Hunted By The Billionaire

Chapter 7

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ed in the flimsy shelter of the bus station. T

d bought a one-way ticket to Charleston, the nearest city

New York. She was afraid of being traced. She had no idea that the real threa

und a seat by a grimy window. As the bus rumbled onto the dark highway

re to go. No

ed in her mind. Pro

one who had looked at a poor girl from Appalachia and seen a future surgeon. "You have the hands for it, Chloe," she'd said once, after

got off at the next rest stop and found a

lly, a voice answered, weak b

that kind voice was the one thing that could shatt

he choked back a sob, unable to bring herself t

keep her voice steady. "I wanted to focus on my studies. I was wo

se on the other

voice full of regret. "I'm afraid that's not

. "The hospital? What

. But her sharp ear caught the underlying panic in Chloe's voi

orrent of fear and despair. "No, I'm fine, Pro

lliant student I have ever had. Don't let anyone or anything dim th

ng. A new voice, a nurse's, came on the line,

say something to a colleague in the background.

ne wen

d receiver, the name echoing in he

ken. Her only beacon of h

rate situation faded away. Th

us, and knew she was no longer running away

r bones. She found Professor Reed's room in the ICU, and the sight of her mentor-pale and frail against

ked surprised, then a flash of concern crosse

voice thick with emotion as she t

r, a former student of Reed's and a gr

e truth. It wasn't an "old issue." It was a rare, aggressive

experimental treatment. A specialist in New York. But the hospi

" Chloe asked, dread

if ashamed to even sa

housand

ile air, vast and impossibl

ol, smooth rectangle of plastic pressed agains

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“After eighteen years in an abusive foster home, Chloe was finally brought back to her wealthy biological family, the Carlisles. But her dream of a real family was shattered when her fake sister drugged her and locked her in a hotel room with a stranger to ruin her reputation. The very next day, she was publicly disowned, tossed a few hundred dollars, and dumped right back at her abusive foster parents' decaying doorstep. Realizing she was now penniless, her foster parents immediately conspired to sell her to a notoriously violent, rich old drunk in town for a quick payout. "Yeah, the face is still good. Cletus will like it." She had to smash a rusted window and flee into the dark night, carrying nothing but a mysterious black card left by the stranger from that horrific night. She had done absolutely nothing wrong, yet her biological family threw her away like trash, and her foster parents treated her like livestock. To make matters worse, she soon discovered she was pregnant with the stranger's child. Desperate and completely alone, she was forced to swipe the black card to pay for her dying professor's life-saving surgery, knowing the transaction would instantly expose her location. Just as she stood in the hospital hallway, clutching an abortion pamphlet and deciding she couldn't go through with it, she crashed into a solid wall of muscle. She looked up in terror into a pair of familiar, ice-gray eyes. "I'm here to collect what's mine," the stranger whispered coldly.”