"W-what do you mean?"
Holly Sinclair's heart leaped into her throat, and tears instantly streamed down her face.
She looked like she was about to collapse.
Tristan Sterling quickly pulled her into his arms to support her.
At the same time, he asked Ian Quincy, "Tell us your proposed treatment plan."
"The hospital's recommendation is for you two to have another child and use the newborn's umbilical cord blood..." Ian Quincy answered, pushing up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose.
But before Ian Quincy could finish, Holly Sinclair violently shoved Tristan Sterling away.
Her bloodshot eyes glared furiously at the two men.
Tristan Sterling immediately realized she had misunderstood. He hurriedly held up three fingers to his temple. "I didn't say anything, I swear!"
He hadn't told Ian Quincy that she was pregnant.
And he certainly hadn't asked Ian Quincy to deliberately use the "cord blood" option to pressure her into keeping the baby.
'It wasn't me!'
