Chapter 252

The air was thick with tension and the musky scent of sweat.

The moon’s glow filtered through the curtains, casting shadows that danced around the room.

Janet gritted her teeth, clutching the edges of the bed.

The pain started as a deep ache in her lower back, intensifying with each passing

moment.

“Westin,” she gasped, her voice strained, “I can’t…”

“Of course, you can…You can do this, baby.”

Westin caressed her forehead and whispered into her ears, “Think about this child, Janet. How much you looked forward to the birth of this child. Just a few hours and this child will be born….and we will be the happiest parents on earth…”

Janet sobbed with tears streaming down her cheeks.

Yes, this child was the only thing that she looked forward to during the last few months.

Her life would be an abyss of darkness if it weren’t for her child,

And she would meet her child. Very, very soon.

The contractions grew stronger, waves of pain crashing over Janet like a relentless tide.

“Ahh–!!!”

She arched her back, gasping for air between the contractions.

Beads of sweat dotted her forehead, and her body trembled violently.

Westin rushed to the bathroom and moistened a cloth with cool water. He quickly returned to her side and wiped her forehead, offering a small reprieve from the heat and strain.

“Breathe with me,” he instructed her. “Inhale…Exhale…”

He learned this breathing method from a maternal book.

He didn’t know that this would come in handy–because in their original plan, Janet would be surrounded by people much more professional than him–but he was now glad that he learned something from that book.

pattern helped Janet focus

timing

knew that it was time for her

work so far, baby.” he kissed her sweat–drenched

“…NO!”

shook her head, crying and screaming, delirious from the pain, “I can’t…I can’t do this. Just make it

he gave his hand to her and let her squeeze it. “Squeeze my hand if it hurts too much. But you

she could, and pushed

She was so exhausted.

it stopped

could she

was starting to

she die on this bed giving birth to her

Just keep pushing

she couldn’t help but let out

the next room, where a large group of

stopped abruptly when he heard that terrible scream. His face turned

once.

“O–Oh my god…”

hand over her mouth, eyes round with horrified tears, “Is–Is that normai? She

saying, “Relax Princess Belle, giving birth is

is Janet going to be alright?”

the crowd, desperate for an

nobody could give her

what

were all

fucking ridiculous!”

faced off with Clemente, “You heard her screaming, didn’t you?

stood firmly by the door, blocking the only entrance to

tightened as he said, “The King

was thinking! I for one don’t want

Belle

Clemente’s chest heaved.

struggling

he still remained firmly on his

“Move aside, General Clemente!”

“If the Queen dies on that birthing bed today, it will be your fucking responsibility! Do you really want to carry that

me an order.

was worried

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