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Amara ignored them and walked briskly out of the dessert shop. She planned to stop by the library to research material related to the TV series, and then head home.

The library was just nearby, so she decided to go on foot. But after only a few steps, a sudden, sharp cramp twisted through her lower abdomen.

The pain came on violently and without warning. It was so intense that her face contorted in agony, and she felt her heart skip a heavy beat.

What’s going on? Why am I suddenly getting this stomach pain?

She tried to walk a few more steps, hoping to find somewhere to sit and rest, but as soon as she moved, the pain became unbearable.

Large beads of sweat broke out on her forehead, her face went sheet-white, and at last, unable to endure it any longer, she collapsed onto the pavement.

“…Hey, what happened? Someone just collapsed over there!”

“This girl doesn’t look good at all. Miss, are you alright? Does anyone have a phone? Someone call an ambulance!”

Amara had fallen right in the middle of the pedestrian street, startling the passersby.

Some people, afraid of getting involved, quickly backed away, worrying it might be some sort of scam. Others, more sympathetic, hurried over to check on her, and someone pulled out their phone to call for an ambulance.

Elsewhere, after Celeste and Hogan had left, Hogan noticed Celeste still seemed downcast. He put his arm around her shoulders, trying to reassure her. “Don’t worry so much about the Martin and Andrea situation. I’ll look into it later. Things always have a way of working themselves out-we’ll find a solution.”

Celeste sighed. “I just hope it can be sorted out. My parents never cease to surprise me…”

“By the way, what’s going on between Amara and Finnian? Is Finnian interested in her?”

“Finnian’s always liked Amara, but I honestly don’t know if he’s actually going after her right now,” Hogan replied.

“Didn’t Amara want to marry Keith before? I bet she might still have feelings for him.”

As Hogan spoke, he turned to glance

in Amara’s direction-only to spot her collapsed on the ground, clutching her stomach and curled up tightly surrounded by a small crowd. Nobody seemed to know what was happening.

His heart leapt. “What happened to Amara?”

As he called out, Celeste turned and saw the scene as well. The two of them immediately rushed toward Amara.

When they reached her, they found

Amara lying curled on the sidewalk, hands pressed tightly against her

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twisted in pain.

Hogan and Celeste stared in shock. She’d been perfectly fine a moment ago—how

could she suddenly be suffering like this?

Without hesitating, Hogan lifted Amara up and hurried to his car.

He placed her carefully across the back seat, while he and Celeste jumped into the

front. With their seat belts fastened, Hogan floored the accelerator.

“We’re taking Amara to the hospital now,” Hogan said urgently. “Call Finnian.” “Right.”

Celeste didn’t need to be told twice. She quickly took out her phone and dialed Finnian’s number.

“What’s going on?”

The call connected almost immediately, Finnian’s cool voice coming through the line.

Celeste quickly explained, “Finnian, Hogan and just saw Amara. Right after we parted ways, she suddenly collapsed… It looks like she’s in a lot of par maybe from her stomach

Were taking her to the hospital now.”