Semua Bab The Child He Never Wanted From Me: Bab 1 - Bab 10

My husband, Maxwell Ford, came home that evening.The moment he noticed my eyes that were red and swollen from crying, he didn't even stop to change into his slippers. He strode over, pulled me into his arms, and asked in a voice thick with concern, "What happened? Who made you upset, Val? Tell me, and I'll take care of them for you."I had just managed to calm down, but his words set me off again. Tears began to stream down my face uncontrollably.In our social circles, everyone knew that the CEO of Ford Group, Maxwell Ford, was a complete simp for his wife.Shortly after we married, he replaced his entire staff of secretaries and assistants with men and called me to check in on FaceTime whenever he was out for business dinners.When an old friend tried to set Maxwell up with other women, he mercilessly cut ties and never talked to him again. That spoke volumes about how much he loved me.Seeing me cry, he frowned and carefully wiped my tears away. "What's wrong, Val? Could yo

When I heard Maya's words, I instinctively looked at Maxwell. As expected, I caught a flash of guilt in his eyes.He brushed me off with a casual reassurance, saying, "It's rare that the kid asks for something, Val. I'll just play with her for a bit, and don't overthink it."Then, he skillfully picked Lena up. "Let's go, kiddo. Let's win that Berry Bear."Maya followed him and cast a meaningful glance back at me. As the trio walked toward the family activity area, laughing and chatting, they looked exactly like a family of three from behind.The socialites who had been standing next to me walked away, smiling awkwardly.Just before they left, the looks they gave me shifted from envy to pity and ridicule. I knew that from this moment on, the idea that Maxwell loved me more than anything became the biggest joke in our circle.I gritted my teeth hard, and my heart felt like it was being torn apart. The pain ripped through my limbs until I started shaking uncontrollably.…Maxwell

No amount of apologies could erase the days and nights I spent in the dark, devoured by fear and despair.When Maxwell noticed the coldness in my eyes, the panic on his face intensified.For the next several hours, he barely left my side. He stayed around to guard me, personally fed me water, and wiped my hands. His eyes were full of a desperate need to please me.That afternoon, his phone suddenly rang. When he answered, I heard Maya's sobbing from the other end of the line."Maxwell, Lena got into a car accident. The driver was Mrs. Ford's bodyguard."Maxwell snapped his head toward me. The gentleness in his eyes was swiftly replaced by rage.After hanging up, he grabbed my wrist with such a tight grip that it felt like he might crush my bones. "Lena is just a three-year-old, Val. Why do you keep trying to hurt her?"I shook his hand away and felt my heart sink. "Is that really who I am to you?"He opened his mouth to say something, but his phone rang again. This time, his ex

Mawell staggered back, and his heart clenched as if it was crushed by an invisible hand.Had Valerie been discharged the day before yesterday? Did that mean she had left almost immediately after giving blood?Was she… mad at him?Suddenly, he remembered the cold, indifferent look in her eyes after the blood draw. All his reasoning instantly shattered, leaving only a flood of mindless panic.He sprinted out of the hospital and frantically dialed her number. Each rhythmic ringing meant that no one was picking up the phone, and every call went unanswered.He drove home like a madman, blowing through a dozen red lights along the way.The villa was pitch-black, like a cavernous beast waiting to devour him whole. Maxwell hesitated, too afraid to step inside.He suddenly remembered how, whenever he came home late from business dinners, the villa's living room lights were always on for him. The moment he walked in, Valerie would sit up on the couch, and her tired eyes immediately lit up

Valerie had the same rare blood type, and she had been talking about wanting a baby lately.Maxwell couldn't help but press for more information on the risks of abortion or childbirth for those with a rare blood type. When he learned that a major hemorrhage during delivery meant almost no chance of survival for the mother, his mind instinctively spiraled. What if Valerie got pregnant and bled out on the delivery table?The thoughts left him increasingly agitated. He told Maya he would give her an answer in two days and headed home, only to have Valerie tell him that she was two months pregnant.As he looked at her radiant, joyful face, all he could think of was Maya telling him that for a pregnant woman with a rare blood type, a major hemorrhage meant nearly zero chances of survival.He didn't want to lose Valerie, so in that moment, he made a decision. He wouldn't let her risk her life in bearing a child, and she had to terminate the pregnancy. If she wanted a child that badly,