The Return Of The Billionaire's Dead Wife

r as the horrible memory of last night came flooding in. Sh

e to be strong," Doctor Ramon,

my baby,

running some tests. But you have to

, his eyes devoid of emotions as

y. "What you did was too risky;

ordered it; was I s

re getting up from the chair.

felt like it was on fire, along with her face. She couldn't proce

on't give up. She has t

still stuck here. If she didn't find a way to get out of this place, she would soon be saying goodbye to her baby and the world. But

ned it with the key. She continued towards the hallway, making sure to keep her fo

warehouse. She gasped, holding her waist with one hand when she s

ting away;

s starting to feel sharp pains in her abdomen. She held her stomach, groaning in pain as she reached the door, but suddenly,

mixing with the sweat as she tried to breathe through the searing agony of each contraction. Sh

row furrowed in worry. "I'm sorry, Chelsea," he

she's too weak to push the baby out. I need to perform a C-section.

he hesitated. What if it took too long for the anesthetic to arrive? What if the ba

Doctor Ramon. "We can't wait. We ha

y, I don't know if that's a good id

the boss's permission. We're going

for the C-section with his nurse. Chelsea's chest h

t, please. Okay, I can push,

her just a little more time to wait for t

d apart from the inside out. She screamed and screamed until her

, airy and painted with ash. Her hand quickly flew to her stomach, and her eyes widened in horror when s

my baby, o

nside the room, carrying a newborn baby

ing softly, wrap

y body in her arms. Her baby was the best thing she had ever seen. His cute

anger. Her husband had taken away her choice, her agency over her own body. He had forced her to endure the mo

baby. Where is he, where

s good for you. Run and don't look

y did Ramon change his mind all of

your life is in danger. Just take t

but there was no time. She has to run and save herself

ears l

rk City

indeed a beautiful day. Inside the airport, Chelsea, dressed in blue palazzo pants and a turtle-neck crop top, held a little boy's hand wh

d onto her clutch purse in one hand while sh

four-year-old son, Xolo, protested, stomping his feet on the floor. "I

elsea, on the other hand, was skeptical, cruel memories from five years ago flooded her mind. She wasn't

n her son. "Baby, we have to be careful here, okay? There are a lot

ght,

, but he didn't like seeing his mommy anxious, so h

Kara is already waiting f

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t twenty minutes. He has been waiting for an important investor from China at the a

again. Maybe their flight was delayed or somethi

for keeping him waiting for so long. His eyes lazily roamed around the airport, taking in his surroundings to see

stically caught his attention. He cracked his hea

e eyes. "How is that possible

as they walked by, and from his angle, he couldn't see their faces. So

average height, curvy, with short blonde hair."Kara,

at voice was definitely his wife's. He knew that voice all too well and, un

els