Chapter 210: When They First Met
Monica’s anxiety grew with every word Greg hurled. His voice, sharp and booming, had already begun to draw the attention of the nearby nurses, patients, and hospital staff. People were starting to whisper and glance over.
"Gregory, please," Monica whispered in panic, trying to grasp his arms in an attempt to calm him. "Lower your voice. You’re causing a scene—"
"Don’t you dare touch me!" Greg snapped, yanking his arm away as fury surged through him like wildfire. "You think I don’t know what you did? You manipulated that conservatorship behind Cammy’s back! Don’t act like this false concern makes up for it. I’ll never forgive you for that, Monica!"
Monica flinched, her face paling. Eyes darted from every direction now, curious and concerned.
"Greg... stop it," Cammy finally spoke, her voice low but commanding. She glanced around at the growing number of onlookers. "We’re in a hospital, for God’s sake. Can you at least wait until we’re out of here? I’ll explain everything."
"Explain?" Greg barked with disbelief, his chest rising and falling with barely contained rage. "What the fuck are you even saying? How do you expect me to not lose my mind when you just threw that at me like it was nothing?! That I can’t be involved? That I can’t be the father?! I’ve been trying to contact you for two damn days—worried sick! And this is what I walk into?!"
Cammy sighed heavily, exasperation seeping through her exhausted body. Her eyes stung with tears, but she blinked them back, determined to remain composed. She slowly reached into the pocket of her cardigan and pulled out a folded piece of paper.
She stared straight into Greg’s eyes, forcing herself to meet the storm behind them. Her voice was steady, but her hands trembled.
"Fine. You want the truth? I’ll give it to you. But only if you promise to shut your mouth until we leave this hospital. No yelling. No questions. No drama. Just read, and wait."