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The Billionaire's unexpected heir

Chapter 5 Discharged

Word Count: 844    |    Released on: 05/12/2024

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My mind was a jumble of thoughts, each one tangling with the next like a knot of twine. Had I o

oughts, the doctor walked in, a file clutch

said, his voice cheerful.

about Aiden. "I'm feeling okay, I guess," I replied, trying

derstand. Well, let's take a look at you

d how was your n

specially I'm happy that I'll finally be l

urse would come in shortly to take you to the physiothera

ree days, you can take them off on the third day and ensure you come i

y, d

ere is going to wheel you t

I called out, making

Miss H

he coming?" I asked, tr

sure he is. He corrected me, by the way, and said he isn't your husband, so you

quickly tried to brush off. "Oh, okay,"

mind began to wander. What was wrong with me? Aiden had been noth

ills?" I asked, feeling

," the doctor replied, his

me. Oh shit, Hailey, you're suc

ace. "Okay, thanks," I sai

p but think about my situation. I had nowhere to go, no

ealized that I had pushed away the

took a while, and asked for the visitation file, hoping a

my heart sank. There was no cont

ir wash over me. What

my heart sank. But then, on the last page,

could use her phone. She handed it over with a kind smile, and

fore a smooth, feminine

p breath. "I

No, this is his secr

uncertainty. "I'm Hailey Kilman

olite but firm. "My boss i

e up. "Could you please tell him Hailey would like to

hen the secretary said,

y heart pounding in my chest. Finally

said, his t

come pick me up? I've just been discharged from the

uncertainty. I handed the phone back to the nurse, thanked her, and made my

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The Billionaire's unexpected heir
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“I slammed my fists against my temples, the pain shooting through my skull like a jagged lightning bolt. "What's wrong with you, Hailey?" I screamed, my voice echoing off the hospital room walls. "Why can't you remember? Just remember who you were!" The machines surrounding me sprang to life, their beeps and alarms blaring in a cacophony of sound. My heart rate spiked, and my hormones surged, sending my body into a frenzy. Suddenly, a flurry of white coats burst into the room. Nurses rushed to my side, their faces etched with concern. One of them quickly injected a sedative into my IV, and I felt my eyelids growing heavy. As the darkness closed in, I caught a glimpse of the nurses' worried faces, their mouths moving in slow motion as they spoke words I couldn't quite hear. The machines continue to beep and whirl, their sounds fading into the distance as I succumbed to the darkness.”