All Chapters of Married to the Enemy CEO : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ava’s heart pounded wildly, every breath sharp and ragged as she tried to make sense of what was happening. The restroom lights flickered again before going completely dark, leaving her surrounded by a suffocating silence. Her pulse raced. She could hear footsteps — steady, approaching. A deep, chilling voice broke through the darkness.“Miss me, Ava?”That voice. She froze instantly. Her throat tightened, her body trembling as panic clawed at her chest. She tried to back away, fumbling in the dark for her phone or the light switch, anything — but a rough hand suddenly seized her by the hair, yanking her backward.“Ah!” she cried out, but the sound was smothered by the man’s palm pressing against her mouth.“Don’t even think about screaming,” he hissed, his tone low and threatening. “You thought a court order would keep me away? You really thought I’d let another man raise my child?”Her body went cold. Julian.She couldn’t see his face, but she didn’t need to — she recognized that vo

For a few seconds, no one breathed. The room was filled with heavy silence as the doctor’s words hung in the air unfinished. Roman’s heart pounded painfully against his chest, his palms slick with sweat. Mrs. Morgan’s trembling fingers clutched the edge of her shawl while Noelle stood frozen beside her, her lips moving in a silent prayer.Dr. Hammond exhaled deeply before finally speaking. “Ava made it,” he said slowly. “She’s alive… but her situation is extremely critical.”Mrs. Morgan let out a sharp gasp, her knees almost giving way as Noelle caught her in time. “Oh, thank God she’s alive,” she whispered shakily. “But… what do you mean critical, Doctor?”The doctor glanced at them one by one before continuing. “Her blood pressure is dangerously high and her kidneys are beginning to show signs of failure. She has lost a lot of blood, and her liver enzymes are elevated — these are all complications of severe preeclampsia. We’ve stabilized her for now, but it can take only a miracle f

Ava’s smile froze , her breathing hitched, and her grip on the bedsheet tightened.Standing in the doorway, dressed in a navy-blue suit with tired eyes and silver hair that had thinned at the sides, was Edward Morgan — her father.For a moment, the room went completely silent. Even the sound of the machines seemed to fade into the background. Then Ava’s voice, weak but filled with anger, broke through the stillness.“What is he doing here?” she shouted, her voice trembling.Her heart raced, and the monitor beside her beeped rapidly. Roman froze beside her, still holding the spoon halfway to her mouth. Before anyone could answer, Mrs. Morgan rushed in right behind her husband, panic written across her face.“Baby, please… calm down,” she said gently, walking to Ava’s bedside. She tried to hold her, but Ava pulled back slightly.“Don’t tell me to calm down, Mom!” Ava snapped, tears already forming in her eyes. “Why is he here?”Roman tried to intervene softly, “Ava, please. You just wo

Back in her room, she lay in bed, her hand clutching Roman’s tightly. “He’s so tiny,” she whispered. “But I can feel it. He’s strong. He’s going to make it.”Roman smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Just like his mother.”Ava laughed softly, wiping her eyes. “You think so?”“I know so,” he said firmly. “You both fought to live — and you won.”Ava closed her eyes, feeling warmth spread through her chest. “I can’t wait to hold him without the glass between us,” she whispered. “To finally bring him home.”Roman leaned in, kissing her gently. “You will,” he said softly. “And when that day comes, I’ll make sure the world knows just how strong my wife and son are.”Ava smiled, her heart finally at peace. “Our little family,” she whispered.Roman nodded, his voice filled with emotion. “Our miracle.”For a long moment, Ava sat quietly, her eyes fixed on the ceiling as her thoughts drifted. The soft hum of the machines filled the silence, and Roman sat beside her, still smiling,

One month later, the King household was alive with joy again.The soft golden morning light poured through the cream curtains of the master bedroom, bathing Ava and her newborn son in warmth. Ava sat up in bed, a light blanket draped over her shoulders, her dark hair loose and wavy. Her face glowed with quiet peace as she nursed baby Ethan, humming a gentle tune under her breath.Ethan had grown beautifully. His once tiny frame was filling out with baby fat, his cheeks plump, his skin rosy and flawless. He latched happily, making soft cooing sounds that melted Ava’s heart each time.“Mary, Ava called the Nanny, please get me more of those baby wipes from the cabinet,” Ava said sweetly.“Yes, ma’am,” the young nanny replied, smiling as she left the room quietly.Just then, Roman’s voice came from behind her, deep and playful. “Remind me to pick up more wine later. We’re definitely going to need extra.”Ava looked up with a teasing smile. “More wine? How many people are you expecting, M