All Chapters of Bride For The Cursed Alpha : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lola POV My heart skipped a beat, and my grip on my phone tightened. I had been so preoccupied with the news that I had almost forgotten about it. I hesitated for a moment before picking up my phone. The doctor's assistant's voice soon sounded on the other end of the phone, saying, "Hello, Mrs. Stella. I'm calling to confirm your appointment this afternoon." In order not to be discovered, I made an appointment with the hospital as Stella. I unconsciously stroked my lower abdomen with my other hand. Was I really going to terminate my pregnancy? I was quite reluctant to part with the baby, but Ragnar's words from the night before immediately came to mind. I could not bear to let the baby suffer. I reluctantly closed my eyes and said, "I will be there in a minute." When I arrived at the gynecology department, my heart was still restless. As the doctor called my name, I almost winced instinctively. The nurse thought that I was afraid of pain, so she comforted me gently. "Don't b

Lola POV "I—I’m not." I immediately retorted, and there was a flash of guilt in my eyes. In order to show my generosity, I argued, "There are so many beautiful women around you, even your assistant is a knockout. If I had a dollar every time I felt jealous, I would be rich." I felt uneasy whenever I thought of the breathtakingly beautiful Charlotte, who was attached at his hip every single day. Without giving him a chance to respond, I turned around and went to the balcony to deal with the wet clothes in the basin. All of his clothes were designer brands, which were not suitable for washing machines or rubbing. I had to take the clothes out of the water and hang them up. After hanging them up, I sat on the balcony and enjoyed the scenery outside, which was composed of nothing but tall buildings and dirty air. From the reflection on the glass window, I could see him changing the TV channels while looking at his watch. He said to me, "On the balcony—go check if Charlotte is here."

Lola POV A gentle breeze blew over with a faint fragrance of flowers, which should have smelled good, but it made me sneeze. For the whole night, I was either rolling to my sides or sneezing.Talk about lively. It was not until dawn that I finally fell asleep. Probably because I didn’t sleep well, my dreams were full of bad things.I even dreamed that a baby was waving at me in the dark night and sobbing, calling me Mommy again and again.The child looked so innocent and pitiful. At 08:00 in the morning, the doctors came to do their rounds. I was nudged awake. I opened my eyes and saw a group of doctors standing in the ward.Hazel was the one who woke me up."Sorry, I overslept." I hurriedly sat up from the sofa and crumpled the blanket, stuffing it into the corner of the sofa."Good. How have you slept?"Until then, the director personally led a group of experts to check up on Ragnar. They then left the ward after a small talk.Then Hazel personally gave Ragnar an injection. I folde

Lola POV The tip of the pencil cut across the snow-white paper, leaving deep lines. Soon, the outline of a man appeared on the paper. I stared blankly for a moment, only to find that the face on the paper bore a strong resemblance to Ragnar. What was wrong with me? Since when had the pencil I wielded brought Ragnar’s face to life, and not Ethan’s? Had I really begun to fall for the ruthless man? How could I? Ragnar didn’t belong with me, nor to me. His heart belonged to that mysterious woman, and his body belonged to Calista. I had no right to fall for the man who had never belonged to me — not in the past, not then, not ever. Irritated, I crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can. Then I stood up from my chair. After brooding for a while on the terrace, I turned around and went into my room. As I swept my eyes over the dressing table, they landed on the painting on it. I had been so busy dealing with the scandal in the past two days that I almost forgot

Lola POV “Let me go.” I was already out of breath from the earlier shock, but he was choking me so hard that I couldn’t breathe. Everything went black in front of me before I finally passed out in his arms. Yet again, I found myself in a series of nightmares. Ever since I married Ragnar, I often had nightmares. However, the previous nightmares weren’t even half as horrendous as the one at the moment. I almost woke up with a scream. It was already bright outside the window, and the clock on the wall pointed to eight. Raising my hand to touch the cold sweat on my face, I closed my eyes. Everything in my dream came back with a vengeance to my mind again. In my dream, I had gone alone to the strange prayer room of the Nightfang family. I had seen the Madame Oriana and a woman in repose lying in the crystal coffin. And then, even Ragnar had appeared. I suddenl