He grasped his phone from the counter with a cold expression. He sauntered over to the door. Giving his wife a flat look, he strode out of the room. His hands were still clenched. The doctor walked into the room. Robbie looked at him with a full smirk, " Our wives are best friends. What a miracle!" He put his hand around his shoulder, " If you haven't called me and left your phone behind when they were alone. We haven't known about it. I'm confused now. " Robbie slanted him a confused look. His jaw clenched in exasperation, ' She should talk to me. She should tell me. Doesn't matter, we're not ready for it. I love her, our baby will be her part, and I will love him too. I want her to be perfectly fine. I hope, My words haven't caused her any damage. I won't sabotage our wedding at any cost. ' He gazed at the door before turning his gaze back to Robbie. He wanted to be with her. He needed space right now, " Tight the security. " He said and went quiet. The

He was staring out through the glass wall. The view didn't impress him any longer. His one hand rested on the desk and balled. He could still recall her scared face when he told her what he wanted. Abortion wasn't even in his mind. He loved her. "It would take a long time to track him down," Robbie said, grabbing his attention. " We can't delay. He won't step back. He must be looking for an opportunity." He told him, still gazing out. "Our men are groping for him in every corner of the city." Robbie said as he rubbed his fingers over his jaw, "I should send more out of the country too." He seemed to suggest himself. He drew to his feet and shoved one hand in his pocket, "That wouldn't be required. He won't go away. His family is with us." He said. His hands were clenched in exasperation. He swore to give him a painful death. "He won't try to do anything. We have his family." Robbie smirked, repeating. He shook his head and

He took Kattie's facial expressions. She jumped to her feet at his sight. He glanced at Ivan. Though, he had kept him updated about everything. He wasn't expecting Kattie in his room. He glanced at his wife. It was late, near midnight. She was sleeping. He sighed, "Shouldn't you be in your room?" He asked intensely, still looking at his wife. "I need to talk to you." She folded her arms over her chest. She was looking pretty upset and annoyed. He knew the reason but it was totally unexpected. "Robbie must be waiting for you." He said, with no expression. Ivan was on his feet. He needed to talk to him. But he could when Kattie was around. She shook her head, "It's about Mia." She said, pressing her lips. "Ivan told me. What happened in the kitchen." He told her, hoping she would end the topic. She wasn't essential for him, but he cared for his family. "Very well! I don't want Svetlana near her. You can send her away, anywhere but

When they reached the store again. Everything was sabotaged. Two guards were lying on the ground. They were beaten up badly. Kattie was clenching the gun in both hands. There were five goons. Ivan hurried toward her, his knuckles were white with his hold on them. "Ma'am," He said. She stepped back, "Thank you, you came." Her eyes rested on the blood line on the arm, "Kattie! You're bleeding." She raised her feet to reach her but another bulky guard stopped her. "It's nothing. Stay behind." Kattie said. Her eyes were trained on the goons. "I'm giving you one chance. Drop your weapons and take your steps back out of the place." Ivan snarled. His second hand went at his back for another gun. "We are not going anywhere without her," Their leader pointed his gun at her and laughed. She panicked. Dread made her hands tremble. She felt goosebumps in the exposed skin. "I won't warn you again." He said and pulled the trigge

Kattie passed her a pillow. She took it from her and placed it behind her back. She rested against it and felt relief from back pain. "You're missing him." She asked. 'He didn't send me away from him. He should be the one to inform me, not Michail. If Kattie hadn't pulled his mask. We would have never known it. ' "Yes," She squinted at the door. She was expecting him to walk in at any time. "And you're expecting him too!" Kattie said it with more enthusiasm. She glanced at her and shrugged, "Just feeling it," She said. "I've sent a message to Ethan." Kattie smiled as wiggled her brows. She didn't imagine this side for her. But she loved it, her friendship. She winced and felt tingling in her body, "But our phones aren't working." She lowered her voice. She wasn't sure. Would Michail approve it or not? Kattie drew her face closer, "I told you about the satellite phone." She asked. She nodded, "Did you text,