Please! Marry Me Again

“Humphrey……!” Becky called out urgently, her voice strained with pain. “Please, call my husband. The contractions are getting worse.” Humphrey hurried into her bedroom, his face full of concern as he looked at Becky. As her personal driver, he was always close by. He quickly pulled out his phone and called his boss. “Sir, your wife is in labor,” Humphrey said. There was a pause before Alexander’s voice came through and was lacking any trace of care. “Am I a doctor? Doesn’t she know where the hospital is?” He hung up immediately. The driver made a disappointing breath before turning his eyes to his boss’ wife. Becky could feel pains below her abdomen. “What did he say?” She asked hopefully. Humphrey immediately composed himself, a calm smile spreading across his face as he said, “Madam, my boss said he will be glad to meet us at the hospital, probably he might be there before we get to the hospital.” Becky widened her eyes, as this was a shock to her. It has been so lo

Alexander was stunned by the cold hearted welcome. Twice, he had asked her for a divorce and saw how upset she became at the mention of it. This was what he had wanted, yet he couldn’t shake the unease in his heart. Was it because Becky was now the one asking? Was she trying to ruin his reputation after losing the baby? Alexander was bewildered. Becky came down the stairs, walking towards the dining table. Alexander neither accepted nor rejected her request for a divorce and went upstairs, returning after ten minutes in loungewear. It seemed he wasn’t going out, or perhaps he was still in shock from the news. Seeing the table filled with various dishes, excitement stirred within him as he sat down. If she really wanted a divorce, she wouldn’t have cooked for him. At this moment, Helen was momentarily forgotten. Alexander avoided looking at Becky, as this was the first time she had been so cold towards him. Though he hadn’t told her when he’d be home, she had still ensured his supper

Helen stepped out of her car in front of the hospital, dressed head-to-toe in black, with dark sunglasses shielding her intense gaze. She paused, scanning her surroundings as though she could sense trouble in the air. Instead of heading toward the main entrance, she veered off to the building’s side and pulled out her phone, her fingers moving quickly. What was she up to? Has she not done her worst?She dialed and pressed the phone to her ear, impatience simmering in her voice. "Why are you keeping me waiting? I’m here for the deal. Put the dead baby inside a bag and bring it to me. Have I not paid for it?"The woman on the other end stammered, her voice nervous. "B-but…ma’am.”“Enough with the excuses. Meet me where we usually do, or I’ll take this to your boss.” Helen ended the call abruptly.The lady’s name who received the call was called Dora, a chubby nurse with a towering figure, who felt a chill run through her. Despite her intimidating height, her face showed just how shaken s

Helen sat on the edge of her bed, her body shaking as she sobbed quietly into the soft blue duvet. Her face was pressed down against the bed, though no one was around to see her tears. The fabric beneath her face was already damp with them. Who was this heartbroken woman? None other than Helen, a woman usually so sure of herself. Yet here she was, breaking down alone. She’d rushed out of the hospital in tears, feeling humiliated by Alexander's cold, public rejection. He hadn’t just ignored her; he’d dismissed her as though she meant nothing. And why? She’d known the rules, hadn’t she? "Let's keep this quiet, Helen," Alexander had told her so many times. "After I divorce Becky, we can go public. But not a moment before." Those were his words, his promise. She’d agreed to it, told herself she could be patient. So why did she go to the hospital today? She’d broken the rules herself, ignoring everything they’d agreed on. But then, why should she feel guilty? After all, she’d done everyt

“What did you just do?” Zara’s voice broke the silence, her expression a mixture of disbelief and astonishment. Helen didn’t answer, her eyes fixed somewhere distant and her feet stood still. They stood in the quiet living room, when Zara held Helen’s phone up, staring at the screen to confirm the caller ID. “You ignored Mr. Alexander’s call?” Zara nearly stumbled over her words, she furrowed in shock. “The CEO of the biggest corporation? Are you out of your mind? And this… this is his personal number!” Helen simply nodded, her gaze calm but edged with bitterness. “Yes. Why shouldn’t I? After the way he treated me at the hospital? Do you think I’ll jump up the moment he calls, like nothing happened?” Zara’s mouth opened, but no words came out immediately. She looked down, trying to process her friend’s decision, then managed to find her voice. “Helen… this is Alexander. The Alexander…” She emphasized his name as if to break through Helen’s resolve. “Ignoring his call is… well, risky