Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 184: The female doctor's expression shifted to surprise. "You didn't know? You're over a month pregnant," she explained. "When your husband brought you in, you were severely injured. Frankly, the pregnancy likely saved your life. If not for your condition, you might not have survived the night." The doctor's words hung in the air, heavy with implication. Nyla nodded numbly, her mind spinning. The doctors left, but she remained frozen, her hand still pressed to her stomach.

When Ethan returned from handling the Brooks and Higgins matters, he found her cradling her stomach, looking dazed. She lifted her head, previous anger forgotten. "The doctor said I'm over a month pregnant," she repeated softly. "This resilient little one saved my life. It protected its mother." Her voice carried a new, maternal gentleness. Ethan sat beside her. "Yes, it's a remarkably resilient baby." "Ethan, I want to keep it," Nyla pleaded. "I can manage alone, without help from you or your family." His expression hardened.

"Do you think I would abandon my own child?" "I proposed a deal offering the Higgins family a 60% profit margin, ensuring that Brevard benefits in the end," Ethan said, his tone calm but firm. With an unwavering, stern expression, he discussed the profitability of the arrangement with Roger. "This engagement will proceed as planned, and our ties with the Higgins family will not falter. Remember who your father is!" Roger said, his voice sharp with authority. Ethan scoffed dismissively. "Do you really think I'm blind to Brevard's exploitation of our family's resources?

And yet you expect me to continue supporting them? If you're unhappy, go ahead and try to replace me-if you think you can. Otherwise, I suggest you stay out of my business." "Ethan!" Roger shouted, his anger flaring. gαℓησνs․com, the place for amazing tales "I'm done playing these games," Ethan said coldly. "And you can drop the act too-especially at your age. It must be exhausting." With that, Ethan ended the call abruptly. Sliding into his car, he was met by Jackson, who promptly delivered his report. "The casino contact has been apprehended.

He confessed that your father did push your mother to her limits." "Keep a close watch on Roger," Ethan instructed, rubbing his temples wearily. "And keep me updated on Brevard's actions." Switching gears, Ethan asked, "Is everything ready at Maple Villa? How's the nursery coming along?" "We've secured all the risky areas with foam, and the nursery is fully prepared," Jackson replied. He vividly remembered the shock he'd felt when he rushed to the hospital and saw Ethan standing in the corridor in a trance. That was a side of him Jackson had never encountered before.

For the first time, Ethan seemed like a child-panicked and unsure. Only when Ethan instructed him to prepare a nursery did the situation begin to make sense. . . .