When we reached the lounge, two men in white coats were already waiting for us. If I wasn't mistaken, they were doctors.
"Mr. Grey," they greeted with a respectful bow.
"Madam." The bowed again and I nodded in greeting.
"We're here as requested."
Clayton's voice turned serious. "This is my wife. She was kidnapped and tortured while pregnant. I need you to examine her, make sure her organs are fine, and check on the baby too." Clayton pushed me forward with a smile.
"Please come this way, madam." They gestured their hands to the couch and I went ahead to sit.
The doctors did their work. They checked me and took a few samples of my blood test.
"We'll send in the results once we're done. For now, her blood levels and pressures look okay. Her heart is fine and everything else." Clayton nodded.
