Chapter 89

While Chloe followed the doctor in, she shit off a text to Maeve, telling her to keep Ethan occupied a little longer, just until she had a beating of the situation.

“Please, have your seat.” He opened the door, a pleasant smile on his face as he ushered her into the sterile-looking room.

The small office was bereft of any personal items save a mug that says ‘Best Doc Ever’ and a calendar that looked to be abused judging by the number of marks it had on it.

“Nice office.” Chloe offered, not sure what to say in this scenario.

“Thanks,” Robin said taking his seat at the other end of the desk. “So, Miss…?”

“Chloe.” She eagerly filled in. “My name is Chloe.”

“Right.” He waved it off, diving straight into it. “Like I said earlier, your uncle's wife's case is quite severe.” Sliding a pair of files to her, he prompted her to take a look. “The car's airbag deployed immediately after the hit so that helped her head stabilize a bit. The only part I'm worried about is the rest of her body…”

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