Page 23 of Secret Baby for the Billionaire Doctor

Dr. Peters smiles, pleased with the plan. "Excellent," he says. "I'll make sure everything is set up and ready to go."

We sit in silence for a moment, both lost in our own thoughts.

"So," Dr. Peters says, breaking the silence. "How's everything else going? Anything new?"

I shrug, not sure what to say. "Not really," I reply. "Just trying to keep up with everything, you know?"

Dr. Peters nods sympathetically. "Yeah, I hear you," he says. "It's tough, but we'll get through it."

I nod, grateful for the support. "Thanks, man," I say.

Dr. Peters stands up and stretches. "Well, I better get going," he says. "I'll see you tomorrow for the inventory."

"Sounds good," I reply, shutting my laptop. "See you then."

As he leaves, I experience a strong sense of loneliness that washes over me. I wish Ally were here with me, but I know that she's probably busy with her own work. I take a deep breath and try to focus on the task at hand. Tomorrow is a new day, and hopefully, things will be better then.

Finally, the clock strikes 4 PM, and I gather my things to leave the office. I stand up and stretch, feeling the tension in my muscles start to ease. I grab my sweater and start walking to the exit when I see her. Ally is also walking towards the door, looking down at her phone.

I quickly shut the door behind me and make my way there without thinking, standing right in front of her to block her path.

"Dante, what are you doing?" Ally asks with a frown, clearly not pleased with my actions.

"I need to talk to you," I reply, my voice a little firm.

"I don't really feel like talking right now," she says, trying to move past me, but I stand my ground.

"Please, it's important," I insist, looking her straight in the eye.

After a few moments of hesitation, she finally relents. "Fine, but can we make it quick? I have some things to do," she says, still sounding a bit annoyed.

We exit the hospital and I lead her to a nearby restaurant, which I know has just opened and has excellent food. As we sit down at a cozy corner table, I take a deep breath before speaking.

"Ally, I want to talk to you about us," I say, my tone softening a little.

"Us?" she asks, looking at me curiously.

"Yes, us. I've been thinking a lot about what happened between us and I realize that I love you. And now that I know you're pregnant, I want to do everything I can to support you," I explain, hoping she will understand.

Ally's expression softens a bit, but she still looks uncertain. "I appreciate your concern, Dante, but I don't think it's a good idea for us to get back together," she says, shaking her head.

"Why not?" I ask, feeling a pang of disappointment.

"Because it's just not the right time. I have a lot going on in my life right now, and I don't want to complicate things even further. Also, there has been a lot of misunderstanding between the two of us lately. Give it time, Dante." she replies, her tone firm.

"But I want to be there for you, Ally. I want to help you in any way I can," I say, trying to reason with her.

I am still talking with Ally when I see my sister Emily and my ex- girlfriend Genevieve walk in. My heart sinks. I can't believe they have come to the same restaurant at the same time as us. My sister and I have a strained relationship and seeing her always puts me on edge. And then there is Genevieve, the one who has broken my heart into a million pieces.

I try to ignore them, to focus on Ally and our conversation, but instead I feel tense and annoyed. I don't want to make a scene, but I also don't want to be in the same room as them. I avoid making eye contact with them, hoping that they won't notice me.

But as luck would have it, they walk over to a table in the corner of the restaurant that is directly in my line of sight. I can feel their eyes on me, and it makes me feel uncomfortable. I don't want them to ruin my evening with Ally, but I also can't cause a scene by leaving abruptly.

I take a deep breath and try to calm my nerves. I remind myself that I am here with Ally, and that's all that matters. I turn my attention back to her, hoping that we can enjoy the rest of our evening without any interruptions.

Chapter twelve

A Connection

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