All Chapters of The Ultimate Cure: A New Husband: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

Adriana immediately asked, "Is your stomach hurting?"Bella waved a hand. "I'm fine. I just need to rest for a bit."Still worried, Adriana said, "I'll take you to the hospital."Patrick bent down as well, his face tense with anxious pleading."Bella, we didn't come here to argue with you. Please don't be angry."Christina muttered from the side. Her voice wasn't loud, but it was just loud enough for everyone to hear."She's not pretending, is she? She's only pregnant. How can she be this delicate?""Mom, stop talking!" Patrick snapped.Being yelled at by her son only made Christina feel humiliated."You were the one who forced me to come apologize. For your sake, I came. But that doesn't mean I should let them humiliate me!""Patrick, take your mother and leave my house."Patrick fell silent for several seconds. Then, without warning, he leaned forward.With a thud, he dropped to his knees in front of Bella."Bella, please don't divorce me. I can't live without you.""Pa

"Adriana, let's go."As Bella took a step forward, it felt as though something heavy had quietly lifted from her heart.The car remained silent for a while.Then, suddenly, Bella laughed.Startled, Adriana turned to look at her."Bella, did the stress finally get to you?""I was just thinking about the version of me that spent so long pretending to be the perfect wife. It's actually kind of funny. When he confessed to me, he said he liked me no matter who I was. But the way he looked at me just now..." She smiled bitterly. "It was like he was looking at a piece of trash."Adriana's heart ached for her. Without hesitation, she said, "A man who hits his pregnant wife is the real trash.""Thank you for slapping him on my behalf.""No, I should be thanking you. All that self-defense training I picked up in Mitaly finally came in handy."Bella turned to the window, a faint smile curving her lips."Take me back to my parents' home. My parents already know about the divorce. They w

Adriana covered her mouth, laughing and crying at the same time.This was wonderful.For once, fate had finally shown her a little mercy.By the time the anesthesia wore off, evening had arrived.Chris still couldn't eat after the surgery, so the nurses had him on intravenous nutrition.Using a warm, damp towel, Adriana carefully wiped his face and hands."Adriana, thank you."A faint smile curved Chris's lips. For the first time in a long while, a trace of vitality returned to his pale face.Afraid that the pain from his incision might be unbearable, Adriana said softly, "How about I read to you?"Chris nodded and closed his eyes.Adriana opened the book to where she had left off and began reading aloud. Her voice was clear and steady. Every word was calm, deliberate, and reassuring.She focused on the text before her.Meanwhile, Chris quietly watched her.She was so absorbed in reading that she never noticed his gaze. Nor did she realize that someone else had appeared ou

"The surgery was a success, but the recovery afterward is slow. I've been running back and forth from the lab and taking so many leaves. Sorry for the trouble.""It's my honor that you're even willing to come to the lab. Even if you only show up once or twice a month, that's more than enough."Oliver seemed to think of something and added, "By the way, it's Scarlet's birthday the day after tomorrow. She asked me to invite you to her birthday banquet."Adriana smiled and gently declined. "I'm sorry, I still need to take care of Chris. I probably won't be able to make it. Please help me explain it to your sister."She wasn't close enough to Scarlet to warrant attending her birthday banquet.Moreover, after the last dinner, she felt a strong aversion to the way Scarlet looked at her—measuring, probing, as if she were being evaluated. So she used Chris as a convenient excuse and declined the invitation.Oliver lowered his eyes and smiled softly. "I'll explain it. You don't need to fe

Adriana didn't refuse. She slid straight into the back seat and snatched her phone back from Francesco's hand, teasing lightly, "Your service is pretty thorough. I'll look for you again next time I need it."Francesco's face darkened further and further. His hands tightened on the steering wheel so hard it looked like he might crush it.Adriana, on the other hand, felt inexplicably pleased.She absentmindedly rested a hand over her lower abdomen, thinking that with how many times it had happened last night, she wondered if she might actually get pregnant.Francesco was handsome, intelligent, and—more importantly—he was the man she liked. He was the perfect candidate to be the child's father.No matter where their relationship went in the future, she found herself strangely looking forward to that possibility.The car remained silent all the way.Francesco said nothing, his face dark and stormy, as if he were the one being wronged.The familiar, cold scent in the car lingered ar