Chapter 153 Give You Time

Rachel stared at Whitney, completely sturd, thinking she had Inst bremind

"What would we possibly cooperate on?" Rachel need

e decided to get straight to the poll Whitney glanod toward the door, catching a glimpse of the bodyguards peering through the window. She decided to get straight love you point, "Damlan doesn't

"You're talking nonsense! The one he loves the most is me! I'm pregnant with his child, and the position of Mrs. Howard is mine." Rachel glared at Whitney with intense fory, hereves filled with such hatred that it seemed as it she wanted to tear Whitney apart.

"you probably don't know. But once you give birth to the child, Damian will hand it over to me in raise. He'll publicly claim it's mine. Do you really think you still have a chance at becoming Mas Howard?" Rachel staggried back, too stunned to say anything

Whitney pressed on. "Damian doesn't love anyone. He only loves himself. To satisfy his possessiveness, he's willing to give me your child and keep me by his side. Daymstill believe he loves you?"

Rachel shook her head. "It's impossible. I don't believe it. He told me that he can't live without me. He loves me! Whitney, you're just jealous of me!"

Whitney knew Rachel wouldn't believe her so easily. Damian had become her everything, and if Rachel accepted the truth, it would feel as though her bellet had collapsed

Whitney said coldly, "You can think it over. I'll give you time. You'll see if what I said is true.

The bodyguards had been watching, and there was no way a nurse would linger this long in her room. The door suddenly opened

What are you doing?" one of the bodyguards demanded, his eyes fixed on Rachel,

Rachel was facing away from the door, but at Whitney's silent signal, she quickly put her mask back onnoveldrama

*I wasn't feeling well earlier, so I asked her to check if I needed more medication. Is that a problem? Do you have to question everything?

The bodyguards hesitated. The woman in the bed was the future "Mrs. Howard", so they couldn't afford to offend her.

Ms. Spencer, we thought="

"That's enough. I need to rest. Miss, it no extra medication is needed, please leave," Whitney interrupted firmly

Rachel shot her a lingering look before lowering her gaze. Without a word, she pushed the cart out of the room.

After staying in the hospital for a week, the doctor allowed herto go home and recover

Matthew arved to take her back to the Spencer residence. Whitney sat in a wheelchair, watching as Matthew packed her things

Her phone rang, and she checked the screen before answering, "Helena "

"Whitney, I'm sorry. A client came in unexpectedly. Can you wait for half an hour?!

Helena had made plans with Whitney the day before to pick her up when she was discharged from the hospital. Yvette had gone on a business trip out of town, otherwise, she would have come along to pick her up as well. "It's okay. Matthew is here with me. You can focus on work Come visit when you have time."

As she mentioned Matthew, Whitney looked at him and noticed he had stopped packing and was listening to her conversation

Helena replied, "Alright, I won't keep you. I'll call you when I'm done.

The call ended, and Matthew seemed lost in thought.

"Man?" Whitney called out, a hint of curiosity in her voice.

"What's up, What?" Matthew snapped out of his daze, his eyesa little confused.

Whitney watched him for a moment, then stalled, "You're not done packing yet"

Matthew looked down and noticed there were still two pieces of clothing left to pack. He had altrady zipped up the bag.

Inalaurry, he opened the zipper again and placed the clothes inside.

Then, with a casual tone, be asked, "Whit, you really don't want to wall for fjelena to pick you up?"

#she's busy with work. It's just a discharge, and besides, I have you." Whitney replied as she took the bag from his hands and placed it on her lap

Maitlaw pusland Jars wheelchair toward the hospital exit.

Whitney noticed something odd about Matthew "Is there something you need to talk to Helena about?"

"Ho, I was just asking " Matthew quickly denied it, his voice a bit too hurled.

She was about to ask our when she saw hilly approaching with a few prople in tow. "Ms. Spencer, Mr. Howard has asked me to take you to the Howard residence." Whitney furrowed her lows. "No need Matthew is talding me back to the Spencer residence."

Billy said nothing further, Instead, he landed her his phone.

Confused, Whitney looked at the worn and saw it was a call with Westley. She held the phone tu berean.

"Whit, go to the Howard residence for your recovery, Damian has hired a professional team to take care of you, so don't come back here."

Charter 151 III Give You Time

"Dad, is this necessary? You didn't even ask for my opinion"

you. Be a good girl and don't throw a tantrum."

"Damian is your fiancé. There's nothing wrong with him taking care of you

Without waiting for a response, Westley hung up.

"Ms. Spencer, this is also Mr. Spencer's wish. Please don't reject it," Billy said as he reached for the wheelchair from Matthew's hands.

Matthew stepped in front, blocking him. "Whit hasn't agreed. You can't force her."

Billy exchanged a look with the bodyguards, and in an instant, Matthew was lifted off the ground and dragged aside.

"Billy, let go of Matthew!" Whitney shouted angrily.

Just as the situation escalated, a cold voice rang out from the end of the hall "What's going on here?"