I Become A CEO After Divorce

Chapter 929: Captured At The Obstetrics Department

Chapter 929: Captured at the Obstetrics Department

After hearing Haider's words, Dr. Watson spoke in a low voice, "Why not come to the hospital for an

examination? Preliminary diagnosis suggests it might be postpartum depression."

A lot can happen in ten days.

No one knows exactly when a person's emotional state undergoes a change.

Upon hearing Dr. Watson's words, Haider felt a bit dazed and took a while to regain his composure.

Then, Dr. Watson's voice came through the phone, and Haider snapped back, "Okay, but I'll trouble

you, Dr. Watson. Let her come for a check-up at the hospital sometime. Use the excuse of a follow-up

appointment."

In truth, Haider was worried. If it really was what Dr. Watson said, then what would they do?

Postpartum depression can range from mild to severe, with the latter sometimes leading to suicide or

self-harm. Haider, being part of a larger circle, had heard about these things and even seen them

reported in various news outlets.

From Haider's tone, Dr. Watson could sense his helplessness and soothingly said, "You don't have to

worry too much. Miss Cooke is an optimistic person, and this condition might be temporary. Perhaps

with time, she will recover on her own."

Haider whispered, "Dr. Watson, if Bonnie's condition worsens, will she need treatment?"

"Actually, in such cases, it's best if the people around her can help with the treatment. We can provide

assistance, but the most crucial support comes from family and loved ones."

Haider quietly responded, "Okay."

"If her condition remains the same or worsens after a week, contact me again."

Haider acknowledged with a soft "Okay."

After ending the call, Haider stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the distant buildings outside.

His eyebrows furrowed tightly.

If Myles were still here, Bonnie wouldn't be in this situation.

But now, Myles was gone.

Haider stood in that position by the window for a long time until his phone suddenly rang, bringing him

back to reality. He lowered his head and glanced at the caller ID before answering the call. "Uncle

Cooke."

The call was from Freddy.

Freddy's voice came through the phone, "Are you busy?"

Haider replied, "No, is there something you need?"

Hearing that Haider wasn't busy, Freddy didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "After discussing

with Old Mr. Cooke, we've decided to bring Bonnie to our house. The child has always wanted to live in

the villa. I know it holds memories of her and Myles, but her condition isn't great at the moment. I'm

sure Yanis has already told you, right?"

Haider murmured, "Yes, she told me."

"Leaving her alone in that place to reminisce about the past for an extended period isn't a good idea, Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

neither for her nor for the child. Let's leave the villa vacant for now. When Bonnie's condition improves

or when the child is older and she wants to move there, she can. But for now, she can't live there."

As Freddy paused, he continued, "Haider, you know Bonnie's temper. If I talk to her or Old Mr. Cooke,

she might not listen. That's why I want you and Yanis to persuade her. It's better for her to come back

to the Cooke family. Living at home, we can feel more at ease. Being away from places with too many

memories might improve her condition."

After listening to Freddy's words, Haider didn't hesitate. "Alright, later tonight, I'll go to the villa and talk

to her. If she doesn't agree, I'll figure something out."

Since Haider had agreed, Freddy didn't say much more and thanked him before ending the call.

"Uncle Cooke, no need to be so polite with me. We're all family. Bonnie is like a sister to me. I want her

to be well," Haider whispered.

"Okay, we're one family. We don't need to mince words."

They chatted for a while, and then Haider hung up the phone.

After ending the call, before Haider could turn around, someone knocked on the office door.

Haider responded with a "come in" and turned to sit in his chair.

It was Eduard who entered, and Haider asked, "What's the matter?"

Eduard closed the office door behind him and walked to Haider, saying, "Mr. Hughes, Miss Thompson

was spotted at Viteto's Obstetrics Department."

Upon hearing Eduard's words, Haider looked up and asked, "Is she pregnant?"

Eduard shook his head, "I haven't been able to confirm yet, but the person who took the photos went

with her to the town. Originally, they intended to capture something else, but they unexpectedly caught

this."

As Eduard spoke, he handed his phone to Haider and said, "These are the photos sent by the other

party."

Haider reached out and took the phone from Eduard's hand, asking, "Do we know this person?"

Eduard replied, "We worked with him before. He followed Miss Thompson this time to Viteto. He

originally planned to capture something else, but it turned out like this."

After flipping through the photos on the phone, Haider raised his eyes and looked at Eduard. "What are

his conditions?"

Eduard looked at Haider and truthfully said, "He wants money."

"How much?"

Eduard gestured a number to Haider.

Upon seeing Eduard's gesture, Haider frowned. "Is he crazy?"

Eduard whispered, "I tried negotiating with him, but he's very firm about the amount. He won't settle for

anything less."

Haider fell silent for a while. He picked up his phone from the desk and dialed Sandy's number.

After a long time, the call was finally answered.

Once the call was connected, Haider went straight to the point and asked, "Are you pregnant?"

However, the voice on the other end of the line wasn't Sandy's. It was a deep male voice. "Hello, Mr.

Hughes. This is Brandon."

Upon hearing this voice, Haider furrowed his brows slightly. "So it's true?"

Brandon replied with an "Mm," and said, "I'm sorry Sandy hasn't had a chance to inform you yet. But

Mr. Hughes, how did you find out?"

In fact, when Haider directly asked if Sandy was pregnant, Brandon had already guessed the situation.

Haider said, "You were captured at the obstetrics department, and now the photos have been sent to

me, asking for hush money."

Brandon asked, "How much? I'll pay."

Upon hearing Brandon's words, Haider quietly inquired, "What does Sandy think? Does she want to

keep it a secret, or does she want to resolve it differently?"

Brandon turned and glanced at the peacefully sleeping Sandy before whispering, "Mr. Hughes,

personally, I think it's better to keep it a secret for now. Sandy likes this circle, so I want to respect her

choice. If they ask for hush money, I'll cover the cost."