Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife Chapter 4 - 3: Carrying Her Away

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 ca over upon hearing the commotion, and even so patients and their family mbers.

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 handso!"

"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 handso..."

A bunch of won 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 ." Bella Acker imdiately 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 ti Damian seems really angry, surely he’ll punish her after they return. What can she do to avoid punishnt?

She’s been trying hard to think of a way, but even after arriving at the hillside villa, she hasn’t co 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 deanor 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 ow, 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 ti.

Damian ignored her.

At this mont, Dr. Yates, who arrived at the villa before them, was already at the door carrying a dical 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 shalessly act spoiled and would have to wait a little.

After a while, Dr. Yates finished the examination.

The assistant approached to apply dicine 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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