The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 617 Fighting Fire With Fire

Cecelia was lifted onto the operating table.

Tears of despair cascaded from the corners of her eyes like a breached sea.

In that moment of desperation, she found herself foolishly hoping that Xavier would come to her rescue.

However, the man was entirely consumed with rescuing his own son, much like Griselda's relentless pursuit of extracting my baby's bone marrow. Her gaze suddenly darkened as she clenched her fist

On that fateful day, when she discovered that he was the father of her child, a glimmer of joy briefly flickered within her. However, before she could fully savor that happiness, he was on the verge of making a cruel decision regarding her and their unborn baby.

How ironic!

In the past, he had showered her with utmost care and consideration, displaying unwavering concern for their baby. Her heart gradually grew fond of him, believing he was her true love. However, in the end, she uncovered that it was all merely a preposterous deception.

She chastised herself for falling victim to her ex-boyfriend's deception in the past and failing to learn from her previous mistakes. Now, she found herself ensnared once more in a hawk's predatory gaze. She placed the blame solely on herself for her own blindness and foolishness, holding no one else responsible.

At that moment, Cecelia was bound to the operating table like a puppet. Her body was spread out in a humiliating manner, and her mouth was tightly sealed with transparent tape, making it nearly impossible for her to utter even a whimper.

The doctor callously commanded, “Administer the labor-inducing injection to her!”

The icy liquid entered Cecelia's veins, and she remained unaware of the specific drug they used, but its effect was immediate.

Her belly swiftly became unbearably painful, and she silently writhed on the operating table.

grew impatient and asked, “Dr. Baxton, how much longer

utmost care, “Ms. Whitman, I used the latest labor-inducing substance developed abroad on her. Under usual circumstances, it might take

her sharp and icy gaze piercing the frail Cecelia, “Half an hour? That's too slow. We should just perform a cesarean section and take the

agony, her eyes bloodshot with intense hatred. The veins on her forehead bulged as she wished to disintegrate Griselda

malicious words to provoke her, “What's the matter? Are you daydreaming about when Xavier will come to rescue you? You might as well give up on that idea. Do you honestly think he ever wanted to be with you? You're just deluding yourself! He knew from the start that

poisoned dagger, relentlessly

inflicted was far more agonizing than any physical

road was congested

ahead caused Xavier to slam his fist forcefully onto the steering wheel in

sense of foreboding. He hastily dialed Griselda's number, but the call remained unanswered, repeatedly

he persistently dialed until

innocent; any problem should be directed at me! I will find other

for her, the quicker that wretched woman will meet her demise! I

with you. Just release Cecelia, and I'll comply with whatever

deliberately raised her voice, “Oh? Is that so? Then tell me now, you never loved Cecelia, and it was she who shamelessly crawled into your bed. You merely wanted to have some fun with her. Eventually, you'll come back to

contemplating throwing his phone.

display any anger. Instead, she returned to the operating room and took several photos of the struggling Cecelia, who was bound to the surgical

captured in the photos nearly tore

twisted dough strip, her eyes

drenched in crimson blood,

more audacious and issued a threat, “My dear Hubby, if you persist in defying me, I will simply cut open Cecelia's belly and extract the

“Griselda, you...”