Chapter 4 - The Pregnant Wife Recovers Under Heavy Medical Guard
Inside the grand master suite overlooking the Atlantic Ocean, Clara Sinclair rested against silk pillows under strict medical supervision. Her pale skin was slowly regaining its natural warmth as a team of private concierge physicians monitored her vitals.
Arthur Sinclair sat on the edge of the velvet mattress, holding her trembling hand with fierce, protective tenderness. His tailored suit was still damp from his heroic plunge, but he refused to leave her side for even a single second.
“The babies’ heartbeats are strong and steady, Mr. Sinclair, but she needs absolute bed rest for the next week,” the lead doctor reported. Arthur nodded slowly, his jaw clenched so tightly a muscle twitched along his sharp cheekbone.
“Double the medical detail outside this room and lock down every access point to this wing,” Arthur ordered quietly. Clara opened her hazel eyes, offering a weak, reassuring smile to her fiercely protective husband.
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“I’m okay, Arthur... the babies are safe, and that’s all that matters right now,” Clara whispered softly. Arthur leaned down, pressing a tender kiss against her forehead while a dark, ruthless storm brewed in his gray eyes.
“Nobody who ever tries to harm my family walks away unpunished, Clara,” Arthur promised with absolute, unyielding resolve.
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