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Chapter 1204
Chapter 1204:
Worried, Anika paced back and forth in the living room, her eyes fixed on the door.
She had tried calling Marcel again and again, but his phone seemed to be turned off.
“Did something happen?” she wondered, frowning.
Before Katie could even notice Marcel hadn’t returned, Anika asked the driver to take her to the film set to look for him.
“Drive me to the film set right now,” she said anxiously.
Seeing how distressed Anika looked, the driver had no choice but to agree.
By the time they arrived, the crew had already wrapped for the day. The set was dark, with no lights on, and props from the shoot were still scattered across the ground. The whole place looked deserted.
The sight only made Anika more worried. “Has something happened to Marcel?” she thought.
She glanced around, desperate to find anyone she could ask, but there wasn’t a single person in sight.
Suddenly, Anika’s phone rang. Thinking it was Marcel calling, she quickly took it out. But when she checked the screen, she saw a photo sent from an anonymous number.
In the picture, Marcel had one arm around Elva as they walked closely together, looking intimate.
Anika froze in shock.
Was this why Marcel hadn’t come home? Was he with Elva?
The two of them looked so close, as if something romantic was about to happen.
Anika’s heart sank.
What was going on?
Marcel had clearly told her he didn’t like Elva at all. So why was he holding her like that now? Had he been lying to her all this time?
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Anika stared at the photo, unable to look away. Then, all at once, a wave of discomfort hit her, and a sharp ache spread through her lower abdomen. She clutched her belly, her voice shaking.
“My belly… it hurts. My baby p>
“Miss Mendoza, are you okay?” the driver asked, alarmed by the agony on her face.
Anika had gone pale, her hands pressing tightly against her stomach. “My belly hurts so much p>
The driver barely snapped out of his shock before he rushed to help Anika into the car. “Please hold on. I’ll take you to the hospital right away p>
Lying in the backseat, Anika felt a stabbing pain rip through her lower abdomen. Sweat beaded across her forehead.
What was happening to her?
She was only six months pregnant. She still had three months to go, didn’t she?
So why did her abdomen hurt this badly?
Fear swelled in her chest as worst-case scenarios flashed through her mind. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm.
The driver didn’t waste a second and sped toward the hospital. If anything happened to Anika, he would be finished. With that thought, he quickly dialed Katie’s number.