The CEO’s Obsession: Layla, You’re Not Allowed to Die のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

“That’s right! My sister is the ultimate lifesaver!” Carter strode up beside Layla, only then noticing her tightly shut eyes. He couldn’t help but chuckle. “Sis, relax. We’re all decent people here.” He had only been joking earlier, but apparently, Layla had taken his words at face value. “Uncle William had some friends over for a card game, and he’s been wiping the floor with them. At this rate, they’ll be lucky to leave with their boxers still on.”Layla’s expression went blank for a moment. She opened her eyes and shot Carter a glare. Carter only laughed harder. “Let me introduce you.” He pointed casually around the room. “This is Ivan Dixon, that’s Wilson Harris, and I assume you already know Dr. Levi Young.” Their last names alone were enough to trace them back to their influential families.They were from the Four Great Families of North City. The Lucas family stood at the top, followed by the Dixon, Harris, and Young families.In their world, high society

Xena hurriedly gathered her things, forcing a casual smile before stepping out of the bathroom. Her mother stood outside, holding a cup of warm milk, her brows furrowed in suspicion. “What took you so long to open the door?” “Nothing, just using the bathroom.” Xena took the milk with a sweet expression. “Mom, it’s already late. You should get some rest.” Just as her mother was about to turn away, her gaze dropped to Xena’s feet. Her frown deepened. “Why are you still wearing your heels?” “I…” Xena’s mind raced. Without missing a beat, she clutched her stomach with her free hand. “I had an upset stomach. Had to rush.” Her mother’s concern grew instantly. “Did you eat something bad? Do you need me to get you some medicine?” “No, no need.” Xena quickly shook her head. “It’s not that bad anymore. I’ll be fine after some sleep.” Her mother hesitated for a moment before sighing. “Alright, just take care of yourself.” The moment she left, Xena shut the door behin

Nearly a month had passed since Layla’s first round of chemotherapy, and now it was time for her second. The pain from the last session was still fresh in her memory, making her reluctant to return to the hospital. She kept putting it off, dragging her feet whenever it was time for a checkup. That afternoon, she was curled up in bed, wrapped in a blanket, enjoying a lazy nap when the sound of the door opening startled her. She bolted upright, only to see William, dressed in a sharp suit, striding toward her with purpose. Before she could react, he grabbed her wrist. Layla’s heart skipped a beat. “What are you doing?” “Taking you to the hospital.” “I’m not going—” William didn’t even give her the chance to refuse. Without hesitation, he bent down and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her straight out of the room. “Put me down!” Layla struggled, but it was useless. To her surprise, William was ridiculously strong. And he still had the audacity to ask,

Xena trembled, but her gaze remained resolute. “Dad, stop asking. This is my responsibility. I’ll handle it myself.” Mr. Xander was livid. His grip on her wrist tightened as if he wanted to crush her bones. “Handle it? We spent years raising you, putting everything into your future, and this is what you do? How are we supposed to hold our heads up after this?” “I’m sorry.” Xena lowered her head, tears slipping down her cheeks as she bit her lip, sobbing quietly. Mrs. Xander stepped forward, her voice already choked with emotion. “Xena, whose child is it? If you won’t tell us, then you can’t possibly keep it.” Xena’s head snapped up as she shook it frantically. “No, you can’t hurt my baby!” Her mother grabbed her arm, pleading. “You’re still young. One day, you’ll get married. Do you really want to carry a child into that? It will ruin your future, and once the baby is born, there’s no turning back. You’ll regret it.” Mr. Xander’s voice left no room for negotiation. “Y

Xena’s smile didn’t waver as she placed a protective hand over her belly. “It’s our baby, of course!” she said sweetly. “Sean, I’m keeping this child no matter what—” “Absolutely not.” Sean cut her off without hesitation. There was no way this baby could be born. That night had been a mistake, and he refused to make another one. If this child came into the world, his chances with Layla would be over for good. Xena’s expression froze. Sean let out a slow breath, forcing his tone to soften as he tried to reason with her. “That night was a moment of madness. If word gets out, it’ll ruin both our families’ reputations.” He stepped forward and rested a hand on her shoulder. “We agreed, didn’t we? That we’d pretend it never happened? Now you’re telling me there’s a baby? What am I supposed to do with that?” Xena stared at him, disbelief and panic flashing in her eyes. “No… That’s not how this is supposed to go…” “Xena.” Sean reclaimed control of the con