Heather pursed her lips as her colleague delivered shocking news. "The patient is pregnant with Brendan's baby."

"Oh my god!" The colleague exclaimed, clearly taken aback. "You must be joking! Doesn't that make her the future spouse of the owner of the Brighthall Group?"

Heather forced a bitter smile. "It would be great if that were true. Then I wouldn't have to live in constant fear."

Furrowing her eyebrows, the colleague asked, "What do you mean?"

Heather explained, "Brendan left on his own accord while she was still in surgery and returned to Neve. It's been three to four days, and he hasn't visited her or even called to check on her condition. I suspect that—"

"Brendan has dumped her?" the colleague interrupted.

Heather looked troubled. "Who knows? It wouldn't be surprising. The worst part is that she still holds on to the hope that Brendan will come to see her."

"I don't have the heart to tell her the truth. I'm afraid it will devastate her, and it can have serious conseque