Chapter 355

Chapter 355:

With everything settled, he reluctantly left the hospital.

“Your Highness…” Molly tried to bid him farewell as he walked past, but he completely ignored her.

Molly’s face stiffened, and I felt a twinge of embarrassment over the awkward situation. Before I could speak to ease the tension, she quickly composed herself and forced a polite smile.

“Makenna, I’ve delivered the gifts, so I will be heading out now. Take care and get plenty of rest,” she said, turning and walking away briskly. Her hurried steps betrayed her eagerness to leave.

“Well…” I shrugged, resigned, and returned to the ward.

However, as I pushed open the door, I was met with an unexpected sight—Dominic! What was he doing here?

Makenna’s POV:

Dominic was sprawled out on the couch, bathed in sunlight that sharply defined his features. His relaxed demeanor somehow carried an invisible weight, pressing down on the room.

Alice, on the other hand, was curled up in the corner of the ward like a frightened kitten, her eyes wide with apprehension. Meanwhile, Lily bustled around, attentively serving water to Dominic.

“What are you doing here?” I asked hesitantly at the doorway, keeping a cautious eye on Dominic.

Dominic ignored my question. He sipped his water gracefully and placed the cup back on the table. His gaze met mine, detached and unreadable.

“Did you go to see Clayton last night?” he asked.

I guessed he might have overheard the conversation outside earlier, so I admitted openly, “Yes.”

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Dominic’s lips curled into a sneer, and his voice cut sharply, “Makenna, you’re pregnant and yet you continue to flirt with men? How utterly disgraceful can you be?”

His words today were particularly biting, making my skin prickle with unease. I shot him an angry look and replied boldly, “Prince Clayton is not like you!”

Dominic let out a cold laugh. His eyes, icy and conflicted, studied me with a mix of emotions. “Since you’re pregnant, you ought to conduct yourself properly,” he said condescendingly.

His tone earned a sharp glare from me. I retorted coldly, “Your Highness, I am entitled to live my life as I see fit. I don’t require your guidance.”

A shadow passed over Dominic’s face. His expression darkened further, sullen and unreadable. He then stood abruptly and ordered, “Leave.”

The tension in the room dropped to a freezing point. Alice and Lily both flinched at the sharp turn of events. Lily quickly left the ward, but Alice hesitated, casting worried glances in my direction, afraid to leave me alone with Dominic.

I gave Alice a reassuring nod, signaling that I would be fine. She understood and reluctantly headed for the door, frequently looking back as she walked away.

After they left, a heavy silence settled over the ward, leaving only Dominic and me. The air was thick with tension.

Dominic rose slowly from the couch and approached me. His long fingers suddenly grasped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. His eyes, usually deep and dark, were now clouded with displeasure.

“What did you do with Clayton last night?” he asked angrily.

I jerked my chin away from his grip and replied coldly, “That’s none of your business.”

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