I stared at her , stunned . My chest froze . " ... What did you say ? " " I'm carrying your child , " she whispered . " That's why Claire hated me so much . She knew . She threatened me every time . She said she'd kill me ... and our baby . " Her words rattled in my skull . I gripped the armrest of the chair so tight my veins . popped . Pregnant . My child . What the fuck is happening ? I wanted to scream , to deny it , to rip the air apart . Instead , I just sat there , staring at her , my world collapsing for the second time . Then suddenly , Fresca suddenly shoved her phone screen in my face .. " Read this , Beckley , read every word of it , because Claire sent it to me before she died and I cannot , I will not , let you keep pretending she was the woman you thought she was . " I snatched the phone . My eyes locked on the words . " I'll hire a thug to kill you after I get your bone marrow tomorrow . Just wait . " My chest tightened . " No. No , that can't be true . " Fresca didn't blink . She pulled up a video , her hands shaking a little but her tone steady . " Then explain this , Beckley , explain what you see with your own eyes , because kept this from you for as long as I could ! I kept it hidden because I didn't want to be the one to rip you apart , I didn't want to be the one to expose Claire for what she really was , but I can't stay silent anymore , not when this is the truth . " The video played . Claire was sitting too close to a man, her head resting on his shoulder . Then she kissed him like she meant it . My blood boiled . The man's voice cut through , sharp and raw . " I thought you loved me , Claire . Why won't you leave him already ? Why are you still stringing him along ? " And then Claire's voice , soft and cruel and poisoned , " If I divorce him , who's going to finance us ? I need that bone marrow from Fresca first . God , I hate that woman . " The man frowned . " She's saving your life . Why hate her ? " Claire smirked . " Because she's always trying to take my husband . But it's fine . Once I get my surgery and recover , you and I are gone with Beckley's money . " The guy chuckled , grabbed her chin . " That's more like it , baby . " The last part of the video made my stomach turn - her and that bastard moaning , Chanter 9 ה נ 8:56 Thu , Oct 16 A CD And then Claire's voice , soft and cruel and poisoned , " If I divorce him , who's going to finance us ? I need that bone marrow from Fresca first . God , I hate that woman . " The man frowned . " She's saving your life . Why hate her ? " Claire smirked . " Because she's always trying to take my husband . But it's fine . Once I get my surgery and recover , you and I are gone with Beckley's money . " The guy chuckled , grabbed her chin . " That's more like it , baby . " The last part of the video made my stomach turn - her and that bastard moaning , touching , like she'd never been mine . I froze , my whole body numb . Then something in me snapped . " Claire ! " I roared . My voice cracked in the empty room . I shoved the phone back at Fresca and stormed out . I hit the chapel like a madman . My fists ripped flowers from their vases . I smashed the glass candle stands . My voice echoed in the hollow space . " You lied to me ! You played me like a fool ! " I didn't stop . I drove back to the villa and tore through Claire's things like a man possessed . Drawers flew open . Clothes scattered across the floor . Then I found it ... men's shirts , boxer briefs that weren't mine . My hand froze on a half - open packet of condoms in her drawer . In the trash bin , a used one . My whole body went cold . My hands clenched so tight my knuckles turned white . I growled through my teeth . " Fuck you , Claire ... you cheated on me . " I kicked the bin over , my chest heaving . " I never even touched you because I was too busy taking care of Fresca . And this is what you do ? " I slammed my hand against the wall , veins burning under my skin . " You disgust me , Claire . You fucking disgust me . " I was still standing in the wreck of Claire's room , breathing like I'd just gone ten rounds in a fight . Clothes scattered everywhere , broken glass on the floor . My chest was on fire from the rage , but my body felt like it could collapse any second . Then my phone buzzed . One of my men . " Boss ! " his voice cracked . " Miss Fresca ! She's in an accident . Car crash . She's bleeding bad . " My whole body went stiff . For a second I couldn't even breathe . Fresca's voice shot. 31.0 % 8:56 Thu , Oct 16 busy taking care of Fresca . And this is what you do ? " 420 I slammed my hand against the wall , veins burning under my skin . " You disgust me , Claire . You fucking disgust me . " I was still standing in the wreck of Claire's room , breathing like I'd just gone ten rounds in a fight . Clothes scattered everywhere , broken glass on the floor . My chest was on fire from the rage , but my body felt like it could collapse any second . Then my phone buzzed . One of my men . " Boss ! " his voice cracked . " Miss Fresca ! She's in an accident . Car crash . She's bleeding bad . " My whole body went stiff . For a second I couldn't even breathe . Fresca's voice shot through my skull , the last thing she told me . " I'm pregnant with your child . " I barked into the phone . " Where the fuck is she ? " He gave me the hospital name and I didn't waste a second . I grabbed my coat , stormed out , slammed the door so hard it rattled the frame . In the car , I leaned forward , my hand gripping the back of the passenger seat . " Step on it . I don't care what it takes - get me there now . " The driver floored it , weaving through traffic like a maniac . My knuckles were white against the leather . Sweat ran down my temples but I didn't wipe it . My jaw locked tight . Over and over my mind repeated like a prayer : She's carrying my child . My blood . She can't die . She can't leave me too . When we screeched up to the ER , I was out before the car stopped . My men shoved people aside , clearing a path . I pushed through the doors and froze when I saw her . Fresca on a stretcher . Her clothes soaked in blood , her face pale as marble . The wheels squealed against the floor as nurses rushed her down the hall . Doctors shouted orders left and right . " BP's dropping fast ! " " Get me more O - neg blood now ! " " We're losing her ! " I went to run after her , but a nurse threw her arms out , blocking me . " Sir , you can't go in there ! " I shoved against her arm . " That's my woman ! That's my child ! Don't you dare tell me to stay out ! " She tried to calm me down , but I slammed my fist into the wall , the sound echoing Chanter 9 8:56 Thu , Oct 16 tight . Over and over my mind repeated like a prayer : She's carrying my child . My blood . She can't die . She can't leave me too . When we screeched up to the ER , I was out before the car stopped . My men shoved people aside , clearing a path . I pushed through the doors and froze when I saw her . Fresca on a stretcher . Her clothes soaked in blood , her face pale as marble . The wheels squealed against the floor as nurses rushed her down the hall . Doctors shouted orders left and right . " BP's dropping fast ! " " Get me more O - neg blood now ! " " We're losing her ! " I went to run after her , but a nurse threw her arms out , blocking me . " Sir , you can't go in there ! " I shoved against her arm . " That's my woman ! That's my child ! Don't you dare tell me to stay out ! " She tried to calm me down , but I slammed my fist into the wall , the sound echoing down the hall . My men stood back , silent , scared to even look at me . I paced like a lion in a cage , my chest heaving , my heart pounding in my throat . Minutes dragged like hours . I sat down , stood up , paced again . I couldn't even feel my legs anymore . Then the doors swung open and a doctor burst out , his cap crooked , gloves bloody . His face was pale . " We're trying everything , " he panted . " But she's lost too much blood . The baby's in danger too . We need to do a high - risk procedure , now . But I won't lie , sir . There's a chance we could lose them both . " 8:57 Thu , Oct 16