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Chapter Eight

Author: Tory June
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-19 22:48:28

Tyler's car came to a halt in the hospital’s parking lot, leaving behind a path of dust and exhaust fumes.

He rushed out, locked the door in the same pace and headed towards the gigantic building, his attention entirely focused on Samantha.

“Omg.. isn't that Tyler Wills”, “Gosh he's so handsome!”, “Why is he here, is she sick?”

The reception area came alive with quiet whispers as soon as Tyler got in.

“Where is my wife?” Tyler demanded on getting to the counter, ignoring the curious stares and inaudible whispers flying around.

The receptionist, a middle aged nurse who had been engrossed in her computer and initially didn't notice the drama happening in the reception, gazed up almost immediately at the sound of the voice.

She was immediately taken aback by the sight she caught before her that she forgot what she was just asked.. Tyler Wills?!, He really came.

“Where is my wife?!” Tyler demanded again, his frustration was growing now.

The nurse adjusted her glasses as she gather
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