Chapter 179: She Waved Her Shattered Phone

"Fine, you win. Happy now?" Sloane Bennett scoffed.

"Hospital policy requires notifying family members for car accident patients. I didn’t want to worry my parents, so I put your number down." She waved her shattered phone. "If my phone hadn’t broken, you wouldn’t have had to come all this way for nothing."

Clara Whitmore finally understood why her calls kept going unanswered.

"Are you badly hurt?"

"All tests are done. I’m fine." Sloane grabbed her bag. "Just need to finish the paperwork, then we can leave."

As they reached the lobby, they collided with Catherine Holloway and Paige Lawson.

Catherine was clinging to Paige’s arm, chatting and laughing intimately.

"No wonder the mistress is so brazen—she’s got her future mother-in-law backing her." Sloane sneered.

Catherine froze at the sight of Clara. After six months, the woman wasn’t haggard at all—she looked radiant.

Paige’s steps faltered. Her hand drifted to her flat stomach.

"Clara, what a coincidence." Her voice was saccharine. "I just found out I’m pregnant. Grant was overjoyed."

Clara turned away without expression.

"It’s still early, but once the bump shows, things will get complicated..." Paige continued, as if to herself.

"Congratulations." Clara’s tone was icy. "But I don’t need to know."

"I just wanted to share the good news—"

"Share my ass!" Sloane exploded. "You’re proud of being a homewrecker? Even pigs can breed—what’s there to flaunt?"

"Instead of strutting around, focus on making Grant marry you! You’ve already botched your pathetic hand—how dare you show your face here!"

Paige’s eyes welled up instantly. "How can you say such things..."

Catherine stepped protectively in front of her. "Miss Bennett, mind your language!"

Sloane smirked. "Apologies. I’ve never been polite to shameless people."

Catherine’s face darkened with rage, but she didn’t retaliate.