Doctor Vs CEO
Eps. 283-S2

"What are you doing?" Jasmine screamed as Venya picked up the scissors on her desk.

"You know ma'am, I wanted to kill you a long time ago because you've been blocking me from getting Mr. Gibran, it's my turn to be Gibran's mistress." Jasmine grew increasingly frightened, she retreated her steps.

"Honey help me" cried Jasmine hysterically, lucky that he had called Gibran so hopefully the call was connected.

"Hahaha, yell ma'am. Isn't futile? Because this room is equipped with sound, right? Ahh so good if someday I'm here and make out with Mr. Gibran" cunning Venya with an evil smile.

"You crazy, throw away your scissors Venyaa" cried Jasmine still rewinded her steps.

"Yes I'm crazy for not being able to get Mr. Gibran"

"Auhhh" Alesha groaned as she was hit by scissors as she tried to snatch the scissors from the crazy secretary's hand. He did not hear Jasmine's screams, but Gibran contacted her if she should enter Jasmine's room as soon as possible. And this is what happened, Jasmine was almost wretched.

Venya grew increasingly brutal, instead of stopping or being scared, she immediately ran to block Jasmine's hand and pushed it with all her might.

"Aaaahh" cried Jasmine, feeling a great pain in her stomach.

"Sir Jasminee" Alesha ran over, intending to help Jasmine but she failed as Venya pushed her body down.

"You shut up before I kill you too" Venya threatened

Venya took whatever was there, the vase. He throws the vase right into Jasmine's stomach and finally laughs wickedly.

Pyarrr

Dorr

The sound of vase shards accompanied by gunshots, Alesha and Venya were shocked. Some cops and Gibran are already standing there. Gibran immediately approached his wife, carrying her in his arms because Jasmine was unconscious.

"Darling you're okay?" Leo asked when he was meeting with Gibran so Gibran asked him

"Take care of him, don't let go" Gibran told police.

"Leo, get Alesha. We're going to the hospital now"

Gibran held Jasmine, as did Leo who was holding Alesha.

Blood continues to flow at the foot of Jasmine's level making Gibran even more angry at the vile deeds of his wife's secretary. He promised, he would not let the secretary live a quiet life because it has disturbed the lives of people he loves.

"Patt please my wife" Gibran shouted filling the hospital lobby. Luckily, Gibran brought the men so now he lives in the hospital because his men have taken care of everything.

"So I'm sorry" Alesha fell at Gibran's feet, apologizing for the incident.

"What are you doing? It's not your fault, you've tried" Gibran said, helping Alesha stand up and hold her.

"Obati was your wound, sister wanted to contact the others" Leo took over Alesha, leading her to a room not far away so that Alesha's injured hand could be treated immediately.

"Doctor what happened?" Gibran asked frantically as the nurse ran around pushing his wife's bed.

"Sorry sir, the fetus cannot be saved. We have to take immediate action because if not, it could endanger his mother's life because the blood keeps coming out, please take care of the administration so that we can act quickly" Gibran's world collapsed instantly,

"Well, do your best" this was his decision, releasing the child he was waiting for his presence.

"Gibran what happened dear" Gibran turned his head, his tears just shed. He looked at the mommy flatly, but it was clear that he was falling.

Imelda immediately embraced her son, affirming that everything that happened was the destiny they had to live.

"Gibran has to take care of mom's administration" Gibran said, releasing his arms,

"Sitting over Gibran, daddy has taken care of everything" Gibran nodded and sat down, staring away at the operating room at the end of the hall.

He was silent, but the tears did not stop. "Don't be like this, your wife will be even more sad when she sees you are weak" Riko's words made Gibran immediately wipe her tears.

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Jasmine still had not opened her eyes, already an hour ago the surgery was completed and Jasmine still faithfully closed her eyes.

Gibran incessantly kissed the back of his wife's hand, and tears were shed as he remembered that he had failed to become a father.

"I'm sorry baby" Gibran said, I don't know how many times.