He turned around and left without another word.
Isabella stood frozen, her clenched jaw trembling with frustration. How did she ever fall for a guy like him—nothing but a cold-blooded liar?
Desmond walked out of the room but didn't leave. He stopped just outside the door, listening carefully for any sign of movement inside.
Nothing. It was silent.
He finally exhaled a breath he didn't realize he was holding.
The look on her face earlier—like all the light had gone out of her world—shook him more than he wanted to admit.
She wanted to leave? Not happening. Not on his watch.
Just then, her attending doctor approached, his face full of concern. "Mr. Marson, why didn't you tell her the baby wasn't stable? If the pregnancy continued, both her life and the child's were at
