Pregnant of CEO

n't stay like this" before she slams the door with all her strength and looks at me. "Did you lose something or are you just an idiot?" - I roll my eyes and take a deep breath so as not to respond to

nd my son now. - I say firmly and he stands up too. - What happened? - He asks calmly and I start to pace back and forth, talking nonstop. - Yesterday I left early because he had a fever, the lady who takes care of him for me took him to the hospital, he got worse and now I need to go. Damn. - I exclaim irritated. - Even my car decided not to start today just to help. I feel hands on my shoulders stopping me and I look at his eyes that try to reassure me. - Calm down, I'll take you. - I nod and do everything automatically. I grab my bag, we get in the elevator and soon we're in his car. The only conversation we have during this time is when I told him where he should go. I don't know how he managed it, but in a few minutes we're in the parking lot. I run to the hospital entrance, stopping at the first reception to get some news. - Good afternoon. My son was brought here. - I say quickly and she sends me to the pediatrics floor. Only in the elevator do I realize that David hasn't left and continues to follow me in silence. I stop at the next reception and head to the room where they told me. I find Carol curled up in a chair, watching Sam sleeping in a bed. - Carol. - I call from her side, making her get up, dazed. - Hayley... I... I... he threw up, he had a fever, I didn't know what to do. - She runs over the words nervously and I put my arms around her body, calming her down, and I quickly distance myself. - It's okay, you did the best you could by bringing him. Did you tell Jacey? - She denies it. - Go home, rest and I'll call you with news. Tell Jacey for me, but I asked him to wait at home. She nods and leaves while I walk to the bed and kiss Sam, stroking his hair, watching him open his eyes. - Hi, love. - I whispered. - Mommy. Chapter 08 - Mommy. - My baby is complaining. - Everything's fine, little one. - I stroke his hair and sit down next to him. Sam runs his little hand over his arm where the IV is, making a face and then I