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.

asked, “Dr. Baxton, how much longer

care, “Ms. Whitman, I used the latest labor-inducing substance developed abroad on her. Under usual circumstances, it might take one to two hours for her cervix to fully dilate, but with this

sharp and icy gaze piercing the frail Cecelia, “Half an hour? That's too slow. We

intense hatred. The veins on her forehead bulged as she

ever wanted to be with you? You're just

a poisoned dagger, relentlessly piercing Cecelia's heart

inflicted was far more agonizing

was congested with

to slam his fist

right eyelid heightened his sense of foreboding. He hastily dialed Griselda's number, but

persistently dialed until the call was finally

angrily exclaimed, “Griselda, what are you doing? Cecelia is innocent; any problem should be

don't you grasp my intentions? The more you display concern for her, the quicker that wretched woman will meet

irritation escalated, “Griselda, I don't want to argue with you. Just

who shamelessly crawled into your bed. You merely wanted to have some fun with her. Eventually, you'll come back to me and our

seethed with fury, even contemplating throwing his phone. “You're

returned to the operating room and took several photos of the struggling Cecelia, who was bound to the surgical bed, teetering on the edge of

scenes captured in the photos

bound like a twisted dough strip, her eyes filled with despair

was drenched in crimson blood, and

Hubby, if you persist in defying me, I will simply

“Griselda, you...”