《She Was Never Just the Billionaire’s Wife》全部章節：第 21 章 - 第 30 章

(Mason)Pacing back and forth, I check my watch for the hundredth time.Three hours have passed since I carried Natasha through the emergency doors.Gloria sits rigidly in a plastic chair nearby, staring at the double doors of the maternity ward, her hands tightly folded in her lap."They should have told us something by now," Gloria says, her voice shaking."She was in so much pain.""Dr. Evans is with her," I reply, trying to sound confident."He knows her medical history."Before I can say another word, the doors swing open and Dr. Evans walks out.He looks completely exhausted and I can’t help but notice the blood on his sleeves.A sudden rush of fear grips me."How is she?" I demand, rushing over to him.Gloria jumps up and stands right beside me."The baby is a girl," Dr. Evans announces quietly."She’s small, but she’s perfectly healthy."Relief washes over me for exactly one second before the doctor’s expression stops me.He doesn't look happy. He looks terrified."What’s wron

(Sonia)Sitting across from Eleanor in the lounge, I carefully smooth the fabric of my silk dress over my perfectly flat stomach.Eleanor sips her tea, looking very pleased with herself."Don’t pay any mind to Chase acting like a fool right now," Eleanor says, setting her cup on the saucer."He’s a new father and besotted with his little girl. Which is why we have to protect him. That child upstairs is a Warren.""She’s Natasha’s baby," I remind her.Keeping my voice sweet and agreeable takes a massive amount of effort.Honestly, the thought of Natasha bleeding out in a hospital bed brings me zero guilt.Her death would make things so much easier for me.If she stays in that coma forever, she can’t sign the divorce papers and where will that leave me?I have no particular wish to be her brat’s stepmother.She was supposed to take the baby and disappear from our lives. Leaving me and Chase to build our own perfect family.The squalling pest down the hall is nothing but an inconvenience

(Natasha)My eyes blink open very slowly.The ceiling above me is painted a dull, flat white. My mouth is dry, and my body feels incredibly heavy.Taking a slow breath, I try to piece my memories back together.The last thing I remember is the sharp, agonizing pain in Mason's living room.I slowly lower my trembling hand to my stomach.The firm, round bump is gone.It’s completely flat. Where’s my baby?Panic hits me instantly.My heart races as I try to sit up, but a sharp pain in my side forces me back against the pillows."Natasha."Mason's voice is soft.He’s sitting in a chair next to the bed, wearing a wrinkled button-down shirt and looking exhausted."You’re awake," he breathes, leaning forward quickly, relief written all over his face."My baby," I whisper, my voice cracking dryly."Where’s my baby?""She’s safe," Mason says, taking my hand in both of his."You have a beautiful little girl. She’s tiny, but she’s healthy and strong."Tears of relief immediately fill my eyes."W

(Natasha)It’s three weeks before Christmas, and I’ve finally been discharged from the hospital.My foster parents are refusing to return to Pennsylvania.Their excuse is that their youngest son, Liam, is studying at UCLA, so they may as well stay for the holidays.I know they’re staying to support me."Sit down, sweetheart," my mom urges, guiding me to the living room sofa."You shouldn’t be moving around too much."It’s been weeks since the surgery and the wound on my abdomen has healed.The one on my heart is still festering though."I need to use the restroom first," I tell her gently.Walking into the downstairs bathroom, I flip on the switch and look at my reflection for the first time in nearly a month.The woman staring back at me is a stranger.Or rather, she’s a version of me I’ve long since forgotten.The terrible swelling in my face and body is gone. My cheekbones are sharp, and my eyes look huge in my pale face. My clothes hang loosely on my frame.The physical transforma

(Natasha)Pulling my car into the circular driveway of the Warren estate, my hands grip the steering wheel tight.There’s every possibility that Chase has ulterior motives for asking me to be here while he’s gone.But I can’t bring myself to care. Seven days with Lily is worth any risk.Chase opens the door the moment I ring the bell."You're early," he comments, checking his watch."I want to spend as much time with Lily as possible," I reply."The staff has strict orders to assist you with anything you need," Chase says."My mother is inside. I expect civil behavior from both of you.""I'm here for Lily," I remind him. "Not to fight with Eleanor."He gives a short nod. "I'll be back next Friday."His driver pulls into the driveway and hops out to hold the back door open.“If there’s an emergency, contact me immediately,” he says firmly.Giving me a glimpse into how hard he’s finding it to leave Lily behind.“Everything will be fine,” I assure him.“I know it will. I trust you.”His