Damian issued an order, then carried Bella Acker in his arms and continued walking forward.
In the corridor, there were quite a few doctors and nurses who came over upon hearing the commotion, and even some patients and their family members.
They crowded in the not-so-spacious corridor, watching Damian Sinclair carrying Bella Acker, striding forward without looking sideways.
"Wow, is that... is that a male celebrity? He’s so handsome!"
"No, no, no, what male celebrity could have such a commanding presence! I swear on my reputation as a gossip expert, this is definitely the aura of a domineering president."
"So handsome..."
A bunch of women in the corridor were all fixated on Damian Sinclair, staring at him with infatuation.
Damian appeared not to hear the discussions around him, walking calmly and coolly to the elevator entrance. He stopped and said to the little woman in his arms, "Press the elevator."
Bella Acker obediently pressed the down button for the elevator and nestled in his arms, saying softly, "Damian, lots of people are watching you."
"Got the mind to care about other things. Your foot doesn’t hurt anymore?" Damian lowered his eyelids and glanced at her, "If it doesn’t hurt, walk by yourself."
"Ow, it hurts, hurts, hurts, it’s almost killing me." Bella Acker immediately burrowed her head deeper into his embrace, a happy smile curling at her lips.
Seeing her act like a rascal, Damian’s mouth twitched slightly, but then, thinking about how she wanted to get rid of his child, the anger in his heart flared up again, flattening his barely lifted mouth.
Bella Acker nestled her head in Damian Sinclair’s arms, her mind racing.
This time Damian seems really angry, surely he’ll punish her after they return. What can she do to avoid punishment?
She’s been trying hard to think of a way, but even after arriving at the hillside villa, she hasn’t come up with a feasible one. So frustrating.
Damian carried her into the villa, into the bedroom on the third floor.
Since leaving the hospital, he maintained a cold demeanor and didn’t say a word to her.
Bella Acker reached out and held onto the cuff of his coat, her voice like a kitten’s meow, pitifully coquettish, "Honey..."
In the past, Damian liked to hear her call him ’honey’ when she acted spoiled; even if she made a big mistake, she could get away with it. But it seems not to work this time.
Damian ignored her.
At this moment, Dr. Yates, who arrived at the villa before them, was already at the door carrying a medical kit, gently knocking on the door, "Boss."
"She sprained her foot, and there’s a baby in her belly." Damian withdrew his sleeve, saying these two sentences expressionlessly, then walked to the sofa in the bedroom to sit down, without looking at the small woman sitting on the bed.
"Alright, I understand." Dr. Yates nodded to the two assistant nurses following him and walked to the bedside to start examining Bella Acker.
Bella Acker had no choice but to let the doctor examine her first and then think about how to soothe the still-angry man. Moreover, with outsiders present, she couldn’t shamelessly act spoiled and would have to wait a little.
After a while, Dr. Yates finished the examination.
The assistant approached to apply medicine on Bella Acker’s ankle, while Dr. Yates took off his gloves, saying, "Ms. Acker is very healthy, no problems. However, for a comprehensive prenatal examination of the baby, a hospital visit is still necessary."
"Understood." Damian nodded.
Dr. Yates bowed his head slightly, then left with the nurses.
The bodyguards waiting outside closed the bedroom door and guided Dr. Yates and the others downstairs.
Bella Acker sneaked a glance at Damian’s face, still cold as ice, with no sign of forgiving her at all.
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