Chapter 939

Vivian Laurent lay on the examination table, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly. As a pregnant woman, she couldn't undergo X-rays or take painkillers, forcing her to endure the waves of cramping agony.

The doctor's hand trembled slightly as he held the blood collection needle. This was the renowned Dr. Luna from medical circles, now his patient. Beads of nervous sweat formed on his forehead.

"Draw blood for tests first," Vivian said through clenched teeth, her voice strained with pain.

The doctor snapped back to attention and began the procedure. When the needle pierced her skin, Vivian didn't even flinch. Compared to the pain in her abdomen, this was nothing.

While waiting for test results, Vivian's thoughts drifted to the man who'd suddenly appeared. How had Ethan Roscente known she was here? When had he discovered her pregnancy?

She'd thought her secret was safe. Now it was clear he'd known everything all along, silently playing along with her charade.

Outside in the hallway, Ethan paced restlessly, his dress shoes tapping an anxious rhythm against the floor. His worried gaze kept returning to the closed examination room door.

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing here?" Emily Garnache finally asked. She distinctly remembered Vivian saying Ethan didn't know their address in America.

"I never left," Ethan replied in a low voice. He'd been watching over Vivian since the day she left. Had he not arrived today, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Emily opened her mouth but remained silent. Studying Ethan's tense profile, she suddenly understood the depth of his feelings for Vivian.

"What did Vivian do today?" Ethan turned abruptly, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"Just had lunch as usual, then suddenly complained of stomach pain..." Emily recalled. "All the mansion staff were gone, so I called for help."

Ethan's expression darkened. He immediately pulled out his phone. "Detain every staff member at the estate. Not one gets away."

After hanging up, he stared out the window. The setting sun stretched his shadow long across the floor, like an unsheathed sword. Whoever was behind this would pay dearly.