"Stop pretending to be pitiful, Mia. No one will fall for your pretense here!"
Before I could reply, the family doctor rushed in, pushing me out of the way and rushing to Jasmine's side.
Of course, I don't exist to anyone related to Robert.
MIA’S POV
I picked up my bag and walked toward the cab already waiting outside. But just as I reached it, Robert’s guard burst through the door and hurried toward me, his face hard.
“Mr. Robert wants to see you. Now,” he said firmly.
I looked at him and raised a brow. “Anything else?”
Instead of answering, he grabbed my elbow and yanked me back, throwing my bag to the ground.
“Please, you’re hurting my arm,” I said.
He didn’t care. He just smirked and dragged me back inside, then shoved me into the room.
Robert was standing there with his hands in his pockets, waiting.
He cleared his throat the moment he saw me.
“Sit.”
I glanced behind me. The guard was still there, looking like he was ready to shove me into the seat. I sat down carefully.
“Jasmine has a rare liver condition,” he began.
I frowned. I didn’t understand where this was going. Jasmine’s health had nothing to do with me.
“Is that why you won’t let me leave?”
“Shut up and let me finish, Mia. Since when did you start interrupting me when I speak?” he snapped, his eyes burning with anger.
“Her liver is failing and it’s putting the baby at risk. That’s why you’ll be donating a portion of yours.”
I gasped, nearly choking on my own breath.
“Robert, you can’t be serious. That kind of surgery is dangerous. That’s not something you force on someone.”
“I wasn’t asking for your opinion,” he cut in sharply. “You should be glad to help. Your liver is a match. And don’t forget, this baby is yours too. Don’t be foolish.”
At that moment, the doctor, who had been standing quietly near the door, gave me a concerned look and stepped forward.
“This surgery isn’t simple,” the doctor said carefully. “She’ll need time to recover. There are serious risks. Bleeding, infection, even death. We should look for another donor.”
“There is no one else,” Robert barked. “Jasmine is important. She’s carrying my child. And who is Mia? Who?”
The doctor hesitated, clearly troubled, but said nothing more.
“Exactly,” Robert said coldly. “She’s a nobody. Now do your job and save my Jasmine.”
Without another word, they both walked back into the room.