Ethan barely heard him. His mind was fixated on one thing: the possibility of Mara carrying his child. He didn't care about the Shepherds, didn't care if they were his worst enemies.
All that mattered was Mara and the baby. If she was pregnant, he needed to know. He needed to be there for her, to make things right. The thought of being a father was something he'd never considered possible after his surgery before filled him with a strange, unfamiliar warmth.
But then reality came crashing back. If Mara was pregnant and the Shepherds were her family, they would never let him near her. Not after everything he'd done. Not after the way he'd hurt her. The smile faded from his face, replaced by a grim determination. He had to find out the truth. He had to see her.
Ethan turned to the nurses, his voice tight with urgency. "Where is she now? The VIP patient—where did they take her?"
