Billionaire's Betrayal: My Ex Beg Me To Love Him Again novel Chapter 2

Caroline's POV:

I awoke once again in a hospital bed, feeling an agonizing pain in my stomach. Instinctively, I brought a hand to my stomach, only to be horrified when I realized that there’s no longer a bump.

Screaming, I sit up with tears in my eyes. “Where’s my baby?” I gasp as nurses crowded around me, trying to calm me down. “What happened to my baby?”

The head doctor came up beside me, clipboard in hand. I prayed that he would tell me that my little boy had survived whatever had happened, but the sorrowful look on the doctor’s face had my heart plummeting.

“Caroline,” he murmured in a comforting voice, “You went into forced labor when you fell into the lake. We tried to save your son but… he didn’t make it. I’m so very sorry.”

I was overcome with grief and let out a devastated sob. I was inconsolable, my entire frame shaking as I cried into my hands. I couldn’t believe that my baby was dead. The precious bundle of joy I had loved for six months was gone.

I feel so alone. All I want is my husband beside me to hold my hand and tell me that everything is alright. I just wanted someone there to love me, but instead I was surrounded by the pitying gazes of the hospital staff.

“Where’s William?” I asked, hot tears rolling down my cheek. I didn’t care if he cheated on me. All I wanted was for him to hug me and tell me that he loved me. “Please, just tell me where he is!”

The doctor hesitated. “Caroline, I don’t think that’s a good—”

He stopped once he saw my tear-stricken face. “Please,” I begged him, shaking with sobs. “You don’t understand. I just want to see him.

One of the nurses spoke up, her voice quivering with emotion. “He’s in room 304,” she said softly. “But I really don’t think you want to go there right now.”

The doctor nodded in agreement. “Caroline, there’s something else we need to tell you.”

I didn’t care to hear it. Whatever it was, it couldn’t be anything worse than losing my baby.

I exited the bed and stormed out despite the protests of the nurses. In tears, I found the room the nurse had said William was in. Just as I was about to enter, I heard one of the nurses saying something nearby.

“Yeah, she went into premature labor just after she fell into the water,” the young nurse told her colleague. “We were able to save the baby just in time. The parents are very happy.”

“I heard what happened to that other woman,” the other nurse replied. “It’s so unfortunate. I heard her husband didn’t come to check on her even once.”