Being Pursued By Ex-husband novel Chapter 650

Summary for Chapter 650: Being Pursued By Ex-husband

What Happens in Chapter 650 – From the Book Being Pursued By Ex-husband

Dive into Chapter 650, a pivotal chapter in Being Pursued By Ex-husband, written by Swnovels. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Novel fiction.

Chapter 650 Reluctant

Seeing her awake, Allie immediately grabbed Avery by the sides of her neck, shaking the latter vigorously. Hatred churned in Allie's eyes as an urge to tear Avery apart washed over her.

Avery was frail, to begin with. She had just regained consciousness but was vigorously shaken by Allie, causing her to feel dizzy again.

She couldn't even make out the scene in front of her eyes before she slipped back into unconsciousness.

She felt so utterly exhausted that she just wanted to close her eyes forever, never wishing to open them again.

In her weariness, Avery saw Cayden in her dreams.

His figure was slender and straight as a pine. The sight of his silhouette alone was enough to make her heart flutter.

In her dream, she ran toward him with joy, calling out his name loudly.

Cayden turned around.

His face was as exquisite as a sculpture, his lips tightly pressed in a stern expression. Yet, the moment he saw her, he smiled at her.

Tears suddenly welled up in Avery's eyes. For a moment, she dared not touch him, fearing that he would disappear inexplicably like a mirage.

Cayden's eyes were brimming with deep affection.

He slowly approached her, took her hand, and gently kissed it. “Silly girl, can't you take care of yourself when I'm not around?”

Tears welled up in Avery's eyes.

She reached out, intending to touch Cayden's body. However, before her fingers could make contact, he suddenly vanished into thin air.

“Cayden...”

Avery woke up abruptly from a deep slumber, only to find herself still in the hospital.

The room was lit only by a faint, dim light, and Claire was lying by her bedside.

At that moment, she had no mood to ponder why Claire was there. Her heart was filled with thoughts of Cayden. So it turns out, everything that just happened was all a figment of my imagination. So it was a dream...

Avery tightly covered her lips, looking at the pitch-black night sky through the window, silently sobbing. How I wish time can turn back time, returning to the moment you departed. If I had known this would be the outcome, I would have held onto you tightly that day. Even if it took all my strength, I would have kept you here.

Tears began to stream down Avery's cheeks as she cried uncontrollably.

Even though her voice was soft, it still managed to disturb Claire, who was sleeping lightly.

Claire switched on the room lights, and the warm yellow glow illuminated everything in the ward.

She saw Avery's tear-streaked face and held the latter close. Claire's eyes, red from staying up all night, gradually becoming moist. “Ery, believe me, everything will pass.”

The warm light, coupled with Claire's gentle voice, finally brought Avery back to her senses.

Avery had no appetite. She pushed the poached eggs toward Claire. “Mrs. Lambert, I really can't eat.”

Claire looked at Avery's desolate face, gently put down her bowl and spoon, and said softly, “Ery, Cayden is gone. Do you want to perish alongside him? Look at yourself now. You're not strong at all. Is this how a mother should be? You only think about yourself. Have you ever considered the twins and the baby in your belly? Don't you even want to keep Cayden's child?”

Avery's gaze was filled with profound sadness. She glanced at Zachary and Rory, then placed her hand on her lower abdomen, falling into a long silence. That's not the case. If it weren't for our children, if it weren't for the child in my womb, I would have gone with him long ago.

Claire sighed, gently persuading her, “You must remember, you're not alone anymore. Your life is not just about you but also the responsibilities that belong to you. You have an elderly grandfather to take care of, a seriously ill aunt, two underage twin siblings, and an unborn child in your belly. Have you ever considered what would happen to them if you died? Ery, do you understand the pain of an elder having to experience the death of a younger family member? Can you imagine how terribly others will bully the twins once they become orphans?”

“Mrs. Lambert,” Avery interrupted her, her voice choked with emotion, “Please, I beg you, stop talking.”

She knew, of course, how much pain and sorrow her grandfather and aunt would feel if she gave up her will to live. She also knew what it felt like to be an orphan, to be bullied, laughed at, and isolated. These were all things she had experienced when she was young.

How could she bear to let her own child tread the same path she once took?

The children have already lost their father. She absolutely couldn't let them lose their mother as well.

Seeing that Avery seemed persuaded by his words, Claire once again scooped up a spoonful of poached eggs, bringing it to Avery's lips. “Eat up. Right now, the most important thing is to take care of your health, so you can safely give birth to the baby in your belly.”

Avery opened her mouth like a puppet, forcing the poached eggs down her throat. Suddenly, she remembered that before she passed out, she seemed to have heard Allie's insults. So, she asked in a low voice, “Mrs. Lambert, did my m-mother-in-law come to the hospital?”

Avery addressed Allie as her mother-in-law with great reluctance. Upon hearing that, one could immediately sense the strained relationship between the two.