Liam snatched the overnight bag and shoved it into Irene's hands before sweeping Jacklyn into his arms. He laid her across the back seat and then floored the gas, heading straight for the hospital.His jaw was tight the whole way there, his foot nearly buried in the pedal. A 30-minute drive turned into 15.The second they pulled in, Jacklyn was rushed into the delivery room. The doors slammed shut behind her, cutting off Liam's anxious stare.Inside the delivery room, Irene pulled on a set of sterile scrubs and rushed to Jacklyn's side, clutching her hand. "Jackie, how are you feeling now? Still unbearable?"The pain hit in brutal waves. Jacklyn's stomach twisted into a tight, numbing knot, the agony so fierce that it nearly knocked her out. It felt like her spine was being ripped in half."It hurts…" she gasped.Irene's eyes brimmed with tears as she watched her writhe in pain. "Jackie, hang in there. The baby's almost here."Beside them, the doctor kept calmly coaching Jacklyn
When Lydia heard it was a boy, she immediately reached for the baby. "I'm his grandma. Let me hold him."Her face lit up as she cradled the newborn in her arms. "What a blessing! The first Lloyd grandson, safe and sound."A few moments later, the doors opened, and Penelope was wheeled out of the delivery room.The pain from her C-section still pulsed faintly beneath the lingering haze of anesthesia, but all she felt in that moment was joy.She had given the Lloyds a son. They had to value her now. But that fragile hope crumbled the second she was wheeled into her hospital room.Penelope turned her head weakly toward the cup of water someone had left by the bed. Her mouth felt like sandpaper."Gene… Lydia… Water," she rasped.An IV needle was still taped to her hand, and the numbness from the epidural left her powerless from the waist down. She had thought that now that she'd given the Lloyds a son, they might finally show her some care.But instead, all their attention was on t
Realizing what was happening, Penelope froze, every muscle pulling tight. A wave of fear clawed its way up her throat."It's too soon. What if I go into labor early? What happens to the baby?"Her free hand pressed against the swell of her belly. The thought of a premature birth sent a cold shiver down her spine."And Lydia's the suspicious type. What if she figures it out after the baby's born?"Something dark flickered in Amanda's eyes, though her voice stayed calm. "Get in a cab. Go straight to the women and children's hospital. I'll take care of the rest."Feeling like she finally had someone to lean on, Penelope ended the call and flagged down a cab without a second thought.But the moment she stepped into the hospital room, blood started pouring from between her legs. She froze, panic gripping her."What do I do? I'm bleeding!"She'd barely gotten the words out when Amanda burst in. Penelope grabbed her arm like it was the only thing keeping her afloat."Amanda, do somet
What really made Irene's skin crawl was hearing Eugene say he loved Jacklyn and he missed her, like he actually meant it.As the memorial service shifted focus back to the affair, Eugene started to panic, cold sweat breaking out across his forehead.Lloyd Group couldn't survive another blow. One more scandal, and it was over.Grinding his teeth, he jabbed a finger at Irene and barked, "You call yourself Jackie's friend? You knew today was her memorial, and you're still here, causing a scene? You can't even let her rest in peace, can you? Security! Get her out of here now!"The stunned guards jolted into action and closed in on her.Seizing the moment, Eugene shot Quentin a sharp look, silently ordering him to get PR on the reporters and shut the story down.Outnumbered and outmatched, Irene was forced out of the memorial service in seconds.Even as they dragged her back, she wouldn't let up. She pointed at Eugene. "You betrayed Jackie, and now you're up here pretending to mourn?
Jacklyn's hands went still, her eyes slipping into a distant, unfocused stare.Her memorial service?A soft laugh escaped her. "Well, that's a first, seeing my own memorial while still breathing. Honestly? I'm kind of curious. Liam, you should go."Liam shook his head. "You're right here in front of me. Why would I bother looking at some photo on an easel?"Jacklyn set the invitation down and glanced over at him. "I didn't even notice you came in. When did that happen?"Perhaps it was because she was further along in her pregnancy, but she'd been feeling unusually tired these past few days. That afternoon, she ended up sleeping three hours straight. And the moment she opened her eyes, Liam was there.He smiled. "Not long. I had someone bring over some Swanford treats from Cyrelia. Try them."Liam handed her a box packed with her favorite snacks.He'd gone out of his way to get them just for her. The gesture hit her harder than she expected.Jacklyn dropped her gaze. She knew s
Just as Eugene was scrambling for a way out, Quentin's words struck him like lightning.Jacklyn might be missing, but if he could have her declared legally dead, the inheritance would fall right into his lap.The yacht and private island he'd bought for her were worth a fortune. They would be enough to pull him out of this mess.Without wasting another second, he called his lawyer.…Matthew Reid, manager of the legal department at Lloyd Group, sat across from Eugene.His expression was serious as he adjusted his glasses and said, "That's right. Based on our investigation, Mrs. Lloyd had already liquidated all her assets before the incident and donated everything to charities overseas."He spread the documents out in front of Eugene. "Mr. Lloyd, if you don't believe me, you're welcome to go through the records yourself. Every signature and transfer is all there."Eugene's eyes blazed with fury. Refusing to accept it, he swept his arm across the table, scattering the papers acro