Todos os capítulos de Baby for Mr CEO: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

XavierI took a deep breath, my eyes locked on Lily's. "I want to apologize for treating you poorly back then," I said, my voice laced with remorse. "I gave you a cigarette and then rejected you because of it. I'm truly sorry about that."Lily's face scrunched up, and she shook her head. "No, I think I deserved it," she whispered, her voice cracking.I shook my head firmly. "No, you didn't. If I hadn't done that to you, you wouldn't have been triggered to seek revenge. I'm sorry, once again." My eyes pleaded for forgiveness. "I just came to unburden myself, to pour out my feelings. I acted like shit back then, and I'm deeply sorry."Lily's gaze met mine, her eyes brimming with tears. She searched my face, as if seeking the truth behind my words."Why?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Why did you reject me when you gave me the cigarette? Why did you do that? It still confuses me to this day." Her eyes welled up with tears, and her voice cracked with emotion.I felt a pang

XavierAs I stepped out of the psychiatric rehab facility, the cool evening air enveloped me, a stark contrast to the sterile atmosphere I had just left behind. I slipped my hand into my pocket and retrieved a cigarette, the familiar ritual a comforting escape. I lit the cigarette with a flick of my lighter and took a long drag, feeling the nicotine coursing through my veins.My eyes drifted upward toward the sky as my mind began to wander. I knew I shouldn't be smoking, not with my health condition, but I couldn't bring myself to care. What was the point anyway? I was going to die soon, no matter what.As I stood there, lost in thought, I heard the sound of footsteps behind me. "Sir, please wait!" a voice called out. I turned to see a woman running toward me, her face etched with worry and fear. She was panting heavily, her chest heaving with each breath.I watched her approach, my curiosity piqued. As she drew closer, I asked, "What's the problem?" My voice was calm, but my mind was

Xavier"Will you speak already and stop staring?" I demanded, my patience wearing thin. The doctor's smile faltered, and she cleared her throat."Firstly, I would like to apologize. So, I'm so sorry, Mr. Blackwood," she began, her voice hesitant. "It appears we made a terrible mistake. The test result wasn't actually for your wife, Alice. It belonged to another patient."My mind reeled as the doctor's words hung in the air. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut."I'm deeply sorry for my negligence," the doctor continued, her eyes filled with regret. "As for your real test result..." She opened her drawer and pulled out a file. "We received it this morning, and I was about to contact you, but I forgot. I'm glad you both came in."I snatched the file from her hand, my heart racing. I scanned the pages, my eyes devouring the words. And then I saw it – the test result, confirming that our baby was healthy.A wave of relief washed over me, followed by a rush of joy. I felt like I was wal

XavierAs I chewed the food Alice fed me, I felt a surge of gratitude toward her. She was taking care of me, nursing me back to health. I swallowed the bite and smiled weakly. "I think I'm okay now," I said, trying to reassure her.But Alice wouldn't have it. "Eat, please," she coaxed, her eyes pleading with me. I didn't have a choice; I took another bite, the flavors dancing on my tongue.Just as I was savoring the taste, Alice asked, "Are you really going to die?" Her words caught me off guard, and I choked on the food. Coughing, I struggled to catch my breath.She quickly handed me the water bottle, and I drank hurriedly, trying to calm down. When I finally composed myself, Alice apologized, "I'm sorry if that triggered you..." But she didn't back down. "Are you still going to die?"I looked at her, a mix of emotions swirling inside me. I forced a laugh, trying to reassure her. "No, I'm not gonna die, okay? I'm fine."Alice's eyes narrowed, her gaze piercing. "You're lying to me,"

AliceI shook Xavier's shoulders, my voice escalating into a frantic scream. "Xavier, wake up! Xavier, please!"But he lay motionless, his eyes closed, his chest still. I slapped his face, my fingers trembling with desperation. "Xavier, wake up!" Still, there was no response. No flicker of movement. No whisper of breath.Panic set in, my heart racing like a jackhammer. I leapt out of bed, my legs buckling beneath me. I stumbled out of the room, down the hallway, and into the doctor's office, my screams echoing off the walls. "Please help me! My husband isn't waking up! What's happening?"The doctor's face turned ashen, and he sprinted after me, his team of nurses and hospital staff hot on our heels. "We need to move, now!" the doctor yelled, his voice low and urgent.As we burst back into the room, the medical team descended upon Xavier, their faces set with determination. "We have to save him," one of the nurses whispered, her voice laced with desperation. "We can't let him slip away