“The surgery was difficult, Sir. But your babies are safe.”Xavier fell silent. For a moment, the world seemed to stop. The doctor’s voice echoed in his ears, but his mind clung to one word—safe.“Our babies are safe?”The doctor nodded slowly. “Both were born with healthy weights for thirty-three weeks of gestation. We’ve already moved them to the perinatology unit for intensive care.”“And Liora? What about my wife?”The doctor’s gaze softened. He lowered his eyes for a moment before replying, “We tried everything to stop the bleeding. The anesthesia and surgical teams did their best to stabilize her blood pressure. But she lost too much blood after the operation was over. She hasn’t regained consciousness.”Xavier’s heart sank. “What do you mean?”“Liora is alive, but she’s in a coma. We can’t predict when she’ll wake up. Her condition is stable for now, but she’s very weak. We’ll continue monitoring her in the obstetric ICU.”Xavier looked at the doctor with reddened eyes. “I want
In the master bedroom, Liora sat at the edge of the bed, one hand rubbing her swollen belly, now tighter than usual. Her breathing had grown uneven, and every so often, she winced at the sharp pain striking without warning."Strange, why does it feel different this time?" she murmured, trying to steady her breath.Just that afternoon, the doctor had said her babies still had a few more weeks before their due date. But now, every pulse in her abdomen grew stronger, more urgent. Then suddenly, a warm sensation spread between her thighs. Liora looked down and her eyes widened as clear fluid mixed with red trickled rapidly onto the floor.“No! No, it can’t be. It’s not time yet!”Her hands trembled. She tried to stand, but another wave of pain hit stronger this time forcing her body to hunch over as her knees buckled. Her breathing came in gasps. She reached for the bedside table to support herself, but her body felt too heavy, her belly pulling downward as if something inside was tearing
That morning, sunlight slipped softly through the curtains. Yet to Liora, the light felt cold. On her lap, a tablet glowed with headlines scattered across finance and gossip portals:“Emergency Meeting at Wrenford Group: Xavier Wrenford Officially Dismissed, Damien Wrenford Appointed as the New CEO.”“Shocking Decision: Xavier Wrenford Ousted by His Own Family!”“Internal Source Says: Wrenford’s Downturn Began After Xavier’s Marriage to a Woman Named Liora Wrenford.”Liora stared at the screen for a long time, her eyes widening, her breath heavy. Her fingers trembled as she scrolled down, reading public comments filled with sharp words.“She really is bad luck.”“Ever since he married his own secretary, Wrenford has been crumbling.”“What kind of wife is that shameless, only bringing disaster.”“Xavier could do so much better. Arielle is obviously a better fit for him.”Arielle. The name struck Liora’s heart like a blow. She stared at the screen, eyes widening further as she found a r
The black luxury car was already waiting, yet Xavier still hadn’t stepped inside. Max stood beside him, waiting for instructions, but not a single word came out of Xavier’s mouth. The man simply stared blankly at the road ahead.“Sir, what about the meeting Damien held? I can arrange a countermeeting right away. If we don’t act quickly, they’ll only grow bolder,” said Max.Xavier finally turned, his gaze sharp yet calm. “Max.”“Yes, Sir?”“I don’t care.”Max blinked, slightly taken aback by the response. “You don’t care?”Xavier drew a deep breath, his eyes drifting toward the hospital window where Liora was still being treated.“Liora just went through a night that nearly drove me insane. Our twins were almost in danger. Do you think I’d leave her just to respond to a family meeting game?”Max lowered his head. “I’m only worried, Sir. They won’t stop until they get what they want.”“I know. But they can wait. Liora can’t. She needs me right now, not meetings, not power.”Xavier final
Xavier’s footsteps echoed through the long hospital corridor. His black suit was back on, his face a cold mask, as if nothing could pierce that composure. Yet behind his gaze, worry still lingered for Liora, whom he had left for a while in the VIP room.Max walked half a step behind him, his expression as rigid as ever. But once they passed through the hospital’s main doors and the morning breeze greeted them, Max quickened his pace, moving closer to Xavier’s side.“Sir, there is something important I need to report.”Xavier paused beneath the canopy, his eyes narrowing. “Speak.”Max glanced around, making sure no other ears were listening.“According to our informants, Damien held an emergency meeting with several other members of the Wrenford family. They deliberately excluded you. The meeting took place at the old family mansion, last night.”Xavier remained silent, his face expressionless.“And the topic of this meeting?” he asked.“They discussed your leadership. Damien tried to
In the VIP room.Xavier sat on a cushioned wooden chair right beside the bed. His gaze never left his sleeping wife’s face. From time to time, he stroked Liora’s fingers with his thumb.Behind the calmness on his face, there was a storm he could hardly contain. Liora had nearly lost control because of the contractions. If Max hadn’t been quick, if the doctor hadn’t arrived in time, he dared not imagine the worst.He took a deep breath, his eyes shifting to Liora’s swollen belly. The image of two tiny babies inside filled his thoughts.You both must be strong because your mother has fought too hard.The door was knocked softly. Max entered, his steps careful so as not to make a sound. He carried a small thermos of black coffee, which he placed on the table beside Xavier.“Please drink, Sir. You’ve been forcing your eyes open for too long.”Xavier glanced briefly, then looked back at Liora. “I don’t need coffee. I need her to open her eyes and say she’s all right.”Max let out a quiet s