《The CEO's Secret Wife》全部章節：第 31 章 - 第 35 章

Abbi's POVI'm gonna kill you today Eric!” I said, limping gracefully and carefully around the house, with my baby bump chasing Eric who turned my face into an artwork of a three-year-old.“I'm sorry my love,” he laughed.“No, you're not. I'm going to deal with you once I get my hands on you,” I said, still trying to catch him.After a good while of running after him, I sat down and began to cry.“You know I'm going out to dinner soon with Lau and Tess, and you turned my face into an art museum,” she sobbed.“I'm sorry my love,” He said, coming close to her. “I didn't mean to hurt you. Please don't cry,” he said, trying to coo me. I know just how to get him.Before he knew what was happening, I held him tight and poured the cup of cold water beside me on him.“Gotcha!” I laughed victoriously. Eric just stood there looking at me amusingly. “Now I have to clean this off my face before time catches up with me” I smiled standing up. “Be careful love, you don’t want to slip” he said, hol

Eric's POV Everyone had their attention on her now. “I know where he is. I know where he kept my baby.” Abbi cried. “There is an underground basement in that park. It is hidden behind…” She closed her eyes, trying to remember the location of the basement. “It’s right behind the weird-looking large oak tree that is beside the restroom on the left corner of the park…Oh God, my baby…Eric…that place has no proper ventilation. Our baby…” She shivered in fear as she sobbed. I quickly held her in my arms. “Nothing is going to happen to Claribel, my love. She'll be just fine,” I whispered to her.“I have informed James. We have to head to the station to plan how to raid the place tomorrow,” Mark said.“Let me come with you,” Abbi said before we could leave.“No, my love, you’re not going anywhere. You’re going to stay here while I go with Mark.” I said seriously.“But I'm the one who knows that place the best,” she argued.“And I'm sure Mark and Damien's men can find the place easily with

Eric’s POV“W-why isn’t she crying? why isn’t she breathing?” she asked, her voice laced with fear. “Why the hell is my baby not breathing? Eric, she’s not breathing,” Abbi said wailing. “What do you mean she’s not breathing?” I took Claribel from her hand and tried waking her up but no response. We quickly rushed her to the hospital.Abbi held on to me for comfort, fearing for the worst as the doctors attended to our daughter. The doctor approached us after what felt like an eternity, with an unreadable expression. “No…no,” she whispered shaking her head defiantly after looking into the doctor's eyes, waiting for the heartbreaking news. “We managed to save her,” said the doctor, surprising both of us. “But she’s still in a critical condition. She has been starved for a week which has greatly weakened her immune system and other organs, therefore her development may be slower than normal. However, we’re monitoring her recovery and she should be fine by the month's end.”We were sti