NovelBookChapter 320 Zack immediately lifted his leg as if to kick Riley in the thigh.
He was over six feet tall. If he really landed that kick, Riley's leg could very well break.
The startled Riley quickly stepped back to avoid it, but because of her high heels, she stumbled and fell to the ground in an embarrassing manner.
Nevertheless, Zack had only been faking the attack. His foot hovered momentarily before he retracted it, making it clear he had just been trying to scare her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Relax. No matter how rude I might be, I'd never actually hit a woman. But you? You're absolutely the worst for encouraging a child to attack a pregnant woman. You're utterly deranged and as shameless as they come!" Zack sneered coldly, his eyes filled with contempt.
"Not bad. You've recently picked up a few words to argue better, huh?" Zack scratched his head. "Of course." At that moment, two waiters cout-one invited them inside to eat while the other helped Riley up.
The crowd around them had been watching the whole thing unfold. From their murmurs, it was clear they all knew exactly who had made a fool of themselves.
Riley's face turned green with anger. Dragging Peggy along, she stomped away.
That evening, after dropping Mia off, Angela returned to the hospital.
She hadn't expected Dexter to be there already, sitting on the couch in her hospital room, seemingly busy with work. Beside him sat a man with black-framed glasses. The latter had a stern, scholarly demeanor.
"Chere." Dexter beckoned her. "This is Dr. Sheldon Larson. He's here to give you a check-up." Angela froze. "But I'm fine." She had already been taking all kinds of medicine recently, be it medicinal herbs or pills. Even her meals were medicinal meals that were bland and tasteless. She felt like a walking medicine jar at this point.
"Just do as I say. I asked Dr. Larson to be here specifically to treat you." Dexter's tone was as assertive as ever, and his simple words carried an undeniable sense of authority.
Angela shot him a sullen glare but eventually sat down in front of Sheldon.
She figured if she had to see a doctor, she might as well go along with it. It was for her health anyway.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSheldon was serious and upright, his expression completely neutral as he checked on her. He had a sharp and insightful look in his eyes.
Angela couldn't help but feel that he had a certain aloof charm. She instinctively took a few more glances at him and noticed his long eyelashes were like tiny brushes. She believed someone like him must have plenty of admirers.
Suddenly, a cold chill crept up her left shoulder. Dexter cleared his throat.
"Stop distracting him." His deep voice carried a hint of warning.
Angela was speechless. So what if she liked checking handsmen out? Was that any of his business? After a few minutes, Sheldon gave
his diagnosis. "Due to the body's exposure to something harmful, "m symptoms such as severe menstrual pain, sensitivity to cold and damp environments, and difficulty conceiving have arisen." Angela instinctively furrowed her brows. "How do I fix the menstrual pain?" The fertility issue could wait. Besides, she had no plans to have children anytsoon. The real problem was the cramps-they were unbearable.
"I'll prescribe smedication. Take the medicine three times a day, every day, without fail. Every month m adjust the prèscription according to En. your condition until you're fully recovered. The recovery process will take at least a year, or as long as three to five years-" "What the heck?" Angela shot up from her seat. "That can't be right! Do I really need to take medicine for such a long time?" "That's not all. You'll need to be on a special diet. Also, you'll need foot soaks,
herbal baths, sweat therapy, and acupuncture," Sheldon added coolly, his words as ruthless as a death sentence.
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