Skipped at the altar, Taken by his uncle Novel

Chapter 160 Emily's voice was filled with excitement. "Really, Carter?" "Really, Emily, when the baby is born, I'll bring you both back. After that, don't mess with Whitney anymore, okay? I'll take care of you." She had just been on cloud nine, but with these words, she crashed back down to earth. What did he mean, "don't mess with Whitney"?' Emily thought. 'Does he really see me as a drama queen?' she wondered. If Whitney hadn't forced me, I wouldn't have messed with her at all!' Emily thought. Suddenly, Emily felt a sharp pain in her stomach. "Ah!" she cried.

"What's wrong, Emily?" Carter asked, his voice full of concern. Emily sat down, rubbing her belly. "It's nothing, just a little twinge. I'll be fine in a minute." Carter was on edge. The baby was only a month in, and all he wanted was for nothing to go wrong, and for the baby to make it safely into the world. He was going to be a good husband and a loving father. "Take it easy. If you need anything, just tell the maids to do it. Do you have enough help? Should I send a few more from home to take care of you?" Carter asked. Emily's face stayed cold, but her voice was gentle.

"Thank you, Carter." Sabrina heard the worry in her son's voice and asked, "How is she?" "Is her stomach okay?" "She's fine, just a little cramp. She needs to go to the hospital again later," Carter replied. "Alright, I'll call right away! Seriously, your Uncle Klein is unbelievable! He's so heartless!" Sabrina said. Carter's eyes turned cold. 'Yeah, how could Uncle Klein be so heartless?' he thought. While everyone else called him heartless behind his back, Klein was nothing but gentle as he took Whitney's hand and led her into the car. He told the driver to raise the partition.

The moment the car started moving, he cupped her chin and kissed her hard. His kiss was greedy and messy, tongues tangling, leaving her breathless. Chapter 160 Whitney couldn't even sit up straight. She just slumped into his arms, completely undone. 55 vouchers After five long minutes, Klein finally pulled back, pressing his forehead to hers, his eyes still predatory and unsatisfied. "Sorry you had to go through all that today. We won't be going back to Harris Manor for a while." "What if your dad misses you?" Whitney asked, her voice soft with concern.

'When people got old, all they really wanted was a happy, peaceful family, Whitney thought. She didn't want to be the reason Klein ended up fighting with his family. "Why would he miss me? He's probably just waiting to hold his great-grandkid anyway!" Klein said, rolling his eyes. Whitney chuckled softly and said, "Well, we could always have him come stay with us for a bit." "Forget it," Klein replied without a second thought. He definitely wasn't about to invite James over to interrupt their time together. Whitney's eyes glimmered. "Klein, do you want a baby?" she asked.

Klein's eyes narrowed with a teasing smile. "Baby, are you getting baby fever?" Whitney pursed her lips and shook her head gently. "I might get promoted at the end of the year. Can we wait until then?" His excitement faded a little, but his voice was all gentle. "Of course." "We'll think about kids later. Right now, let's just enjoy our time together," he said. "Baby, I saw a new outfit in the trunk of your car the other day," Klein said, his voice low and teasing. Whitney froze. "It's not mine. I got it for your niece," she replied.

Klein rubbed her flushed face and said confidently, "Nice try, but that's definitely your size." "Wanna give it another shot tonight?" he teased. Whitney honestly couldn't figure out why Klein always came up with these naughty little games. ***** When Whitney first got this legal aid case, she wasn't so sure about it. Medical dispute cases were always a headache. It took more than just knowing the law. One had to get the medical side too.

Most lawyers who handled these cases had actually worked as doctors before, with real clinical experience, before they switched careers and got their law licenses to specialize in this aspect. "If you don't want to take it, just pass it on," Ivan said, knowing well how tough these cases could be. They dragged on forever, sometimes taking two years or more to settle. Besides, there were so many variables that could throw everything off. Whitney paused for a second, and then nodded. "Alright, I'll take it." she said. "Okay. I'll hook you up with some experts.

They know this stuff inside out," Ivan said. Whitney smiled and said, "Thanks, Boss." The case was about a thirty-year-old man, but it was his elderly mother who came to Whitney for help. This family was barely getting by. The son was basically broke, and his savings were pretty much zero. Now that he was sick, there was no money coming in at all. His mother had a bad leg and could hardly walk. She got by on the lowest pension and whatever little she made picking up scrap. "Ms. Moore, my son was perfectly fine that day.

He was working at the construction site when he started feeling a little discomfort in his throat, so he went to the nearest hospital and signed in for a checkup," the mother said, her voice trembling with emotion. "He walked in on his own two feet, but ended up being carried out on a stretcher. Now he's in a vegetative state, and the hospital is trying to kick us out! "My relatives back home keep telling me to make a scene, to protest with banners, but I'm just an uneducated old woman and I don't know how to do any of that. But I believe in the law of this country.

I know it can help people like us get justice. I'm going to sue them! Those heartless doctors!" "This is a medical accident!" Whitney looked at the old woman, tears streaming down her face, and felt a wave of sympathy. But she kept it real. "Nancy, just take a breath and wipe your tears for a second." "I'm guessing you've asked around at a bunch of places, right? Medical lawsuits are no joke. The hardest part is proving who's at fault. The court doesn't know medicine, so they'll have to call in the medical board or certified experts to figure out what really happened.

Once they sort out the responsibility, then they'll split up the blame and decide who pays what." "This whole thing can drag on for ages. If your son's condition changes, the process might have to start all over again. Are you sure you still want to go through with this?" Nancy's eyes burned with determination. "Yes, I am!" Whitney nodded and said, "Alright! Let's go over the evidence you brought." Chapter 160 After flipping through a few pages, she immediately spotted a bunch of issues. 55 vouchers The patient's medical records were almost all incomplete.

"Nancy, did you ever try to get the hospital to secure the medical records?" Whitney asked. Nancy Brown looked confused. "Secure the medical records? What does that mean?" "I heard the records are important, so I tried to make a fuss at the hospital, but they wouldn't give them to me. This is all I could get," the mother said, her voice trembling. Now this was a real headache. Everything hinged on those medical records. Whitney decided she'd tag along to the hospital with the mother that afternoon. "Nancy, just relax here for a while, okay?

We'll wait until two when the staff are back, and I'll go to the hospital with you," Whitney said softly. Whitney asked the front desk to get an extra lunch for her, and then started digging into the medical dispute rules to refresh her memory. There were special rules for fighting for one's rights in medical disputes, and even seasoned lawyers could get tripped up if they never fought one of these cases before. Now that Whitney had taken on the case, she knew she owed it to the client to give it her all.

The Oceanview Hospital was a private hospital that had only recently gotten bumped up to a second-tier facility. The place was pretty basic, and most of the fancy self-service machines you'd expect just weren't there. If one wanted his medical records, he had to ask the hospital directly. And the most important evidence? The doctor's notes from that day, the official record of what went down. When Whitney and the mother showed up at the hospital at two, they were told the medical director was out of town. "Ms. Moore, what do we do now?"the mother asked, her voice full of worry.

Whitney stayed calm. "Nancy, I'll drive you over to the health enforcement office. You go in and report them for not giving you those medical records. This has to come from you. They won't accept it from us." She'd chatted with the lawyer Ivan hooked her up with at lunch. The health enforcement team would swing by the hospital within two days of getting a complaint. Calling the cops wouldn't help. This was something only the enforcement team could handle. The mother nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go right now!" Whitney's eyes landed on the business license posted in the lobby.

She glanced at the expiration date. 'Wait, has this thing been expired for a whole month?' Whitney thought, a bit taken aback. 17:48 Wed, Dec 24 Dex Morgan Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.