Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 1

A bright flash of lightning lit up the dark sky in an instant, as if it wanted to split the sky wide open. The heavy rain outside the window came pouring down. Inside the window, illuminated by the flash of lightning, a hospital bed was being pushed into the delivery room.

The woman on the bed had a belly all rounded up.

It was unclear whether it was rainwater or sweat that had drenched the hair on her forehead, sticking them onto her skin. She was dressed in a white maternity gown, the blood between her legs was

shocking.

She was wheeled in with another pregnant woman.

What was surprising was, among the two pregnant women, there was only one man standing.

He was dressed in a dark gray suit, with an aura that made people dare not approach. His eyes were slightly squinted and his gaze was cold and icy. With such a cold gaze, his tension was hard to detect.

The doctors and nurses hurriedly pushed both pregnant women into the delivery room.

Some time had passed.

Suddenly, the delivery room door was pushed open from the inside, making a heavy sound.

The hospital director nervously approached, looking at the man’s back, and cautiously reported, “Mr. Hernandez, we are running low on blood. Both Ms. Bertha and your wife have the same blood type and we can only save one of the two babies. Would you like us to save your wife’s baby first, or…”

The doctor felt a chill down his spine, scared to finish his sentence under the intimidating presence of

Kieran

Kieran’s wife Joyce Abraham, who was doing her best to give birth, had already cried her strength out. However, the sound from outside the operating room

icy voice rang

chest by him, the pain. was numbing. She was Kieran’s legitimate wife, but at this critical moment of life and death, she heard her husband say to save the child of

of her body, Joyce was exhausted and completely lost

Joyce woke up again, the sky had cleared up.

had given the city, Whispering Pines, a fresh makeover.

poured sunshine through the thick

white sheets

her painful eyes. Although the sunlight outside was glaring, she felt as cold as if she had fallen

last night flooded into her mind

clutching her own severely

flattened overnight, as if it had never hurtured a

maid not far away and

she came over, and held Joyce’s

Shannon could finish her sentence, Joyce abruptly threw off the

movement, tore open again. Fresh

Shannon’s mouth was like a handful of broken glass rubbed into

soul as she shouted at Shannon, “Shannon, I want to see Kieran. Tell him to give my baby back! I beg you to ask him to give my baby back! I don’t want anything else, I just want my baby, I

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plea at the end. However, all that answered