Chapter 938

Emily's eyes reddened with panic as her trembling fingers dialed the number.

"Vivian..." Her voice choked with tears.

Vivian struggled to sit up from the couch, her temples damp with cold sweat.

"Help me to the bedroom."

Her lips pressed into a thin line, knuckles whitening from the strain.

Emily fumbled to support her. "We need to get you to the hospital!"

"Wait—"

Before she could finish, the front door burst open.

"Vivian!"

Ethan stood in the doorway, his black trench coat glistening with night dew.

Vivian's pupils constricted.

"How did you—"

He cut her off, crossing the room in three strides and scooping her into his arms.

"To the hospital."

Emily exhaled in relief as she hurried after them.

Ethan's muscles tensed, yet his hold remained gentle, as if cradling fragile porcelain.

"Where does it hurt?"

Emily interjected, "She suddenly had abdominal pain—"

Vivian's nails dug into her palms, sweat dripping from her chin.

"Don't be afraid."

Ethan's voice was low and steady.

He had already arranged everything. The black sedan sped through the night, neon lights streaking past the windows.

Medical staff waited at the hospital entrance with a stretcher.

"Pregnant woman, acute abdominal pain."

Vivian stiffened at his words.

He knew.

He actually knew about her pregnancy.

Her fingers clenched his collar. "You—"

Ethan grasped her icy hand. "Examination first."

His gaze was unfathomable, concealing too many unspoken secrets.