Chapter 1930
No.1
"Richard!" she screamed, her voice trembling. "Richard! Get in here! Send someone to find Victoria! Now!"
At the same time, Margaret Whitmore received her message. While she had never particularly liked the girl, Victoria had gifted her a Jules skincare set just days prior. Margaret had failed to acquire the sold-out product herself. Victoria's thoughtful gift had impressed her friends, elevating Victoria in Margaret's eyes.
Concerned by the ominous text, Margaret immediately ordered an investigation.
Within three minutes, both women received identical reports.
Ms. Kensington is pregnant with a male heir. Alexander Whitmore is forcing her to terminate the pregnancy. She suffers from a coagulopathy. The procedure could be fatal...
The news was a thunderbolt from a clear sky.
Eleanor swayed, her legs buckling beneath her.
Richard caught her, his voice urgent. "Get the car! We're going to the hospital! Now! Contact the Whitmores! Tell them to meet us there!"
Theodore Montgomery was incensed. "What is Alexander thinking? Bring him to me! He will explain this outrage! We will not let this stand!"
No.2
Though Victoria often disappointed him, she was still his granddaughter. His own blood. How dare Alexander treat her this way?
The entire Montgomery family erupted in fury.
At the Whitmore estate...
Alexander's parents were equally stunned. Victoria was carrying a Whitmore heir! A boy!
How could this pregnancy be terminated? The Whitmores were already on shaky ground with the Montgomerys. If Victoria, with her blood disorder, died during the procedure... The consequences would be catastrophic for their family!
Victor Whitmore's eyes blazed with fury. He glared at his assistant. "Find that disgraceful son of mine! Drag him back here! Immediately!"
Alexander was currently speeding toward Rosewood Manor, determination hardening his resolve. He would have Isabella Montgomery tonight. She would finally be his.
He had waited an eternity for this moment. Even though Anthony had already tainted her, Alexander still craved her. He wanted her body. He wanted her vast fortune.
Suddenly, several black sedans screeched in front of his car, cutting him off. Alexander slammed on the brakes, his frown deepening.
No.3
Doors flew open. Bodyguards emerged. Their leader was the Whitmore family's head of security, Theodore Winslow. Theodore marched to Alexander's window.
“Mr. Whitmore, Senior Whitmore and Madam Whitmore require your immediate presence at Grace Memorial Hospital.”
“Hospital? Why?” Alexander’s brow furrowed.
The Montgomerys and the Whitmores knew?
How?
How was this possible?!
Today was his only window of opportunity! Once Nathaniel returned to Isabella, everything would be ruined! It was a twenty-minute drive to Rosewood Manor… just twenty minutes away! He told Theodore, “I’ll be there in three hours. Have them calm down first—I’ll provide a full explanation later.”
“Apologies, Sir, but Senior Whitmore insists you come immediately. The Montgomery family has already begun contacting reporters and lawyers!”
If Alexander refused to go to the hospital, the Montgomerys would go public and file charges against him!
No.4
Damn it!
Alexander slammed his fist against the steering wheel in fury.
At Rosewood Manor…
Isabella was playing a video game with Christopher. He controlled a rabbit-like character that hopped around, following her avatar. Whenever an enemy attacked, he would jump in front of her to defend.
A warm smile touched Isabella’s lips. Even in a game, she felt protected.
Mid-game, her phone rang. She dismissed the call and continued playing.
It rang again almost immediately. She answered, balancing the phone between her shoulder and chin while her fingers flew across the controller.
Theodore Montgomery’s voice came through. “Isabella, are you available? Come to Grace Memorial Hospital right away. Victoria’s condition is critical.”
“What? What happened?” Isabella asked.
No.5
She’d had almost no contact with Victoria since the wedding. The Montgomery family hadn’t pushed for any meetings either.
Theodore sighed heavily. “She was pregnant with Alexander’s child. He forced her to terminate it. We need you here.”
Theodore respected Isabella’s decisions. Regardless of the outcome, they would make Alexander explain. Since Isabella had nearly married him, she deserved to know the truth.
Isabella’s frown deepened. So it had finally happened. She had been waiting for this day.
“Alright,” she replied. “I’ll be there within thirty minutes.”
The game ended just as she hung up. She walked over to Christopher. “Momo, can you stay home for a little while? Mommy will ask a very special friend to come play with you. I’ll be back in two hours!”
“Momo wants to go with Mommy!” Christopher jumped off the sofa, his small face set with determination.
Isabella ruffled his hair. “Momo, listen. My friend can jump off roofs and walk on walls. He can teach you!”
“Jump off roofs? Walk on walls? Really?” Christopher’s eyes widened with excitement.
No.6
Isabella nodded and called Maxwell.
Maxwell arrived at the house quickly. “Play some climbing games with Momo,” Isabella instructed. “And take excellent care of him.”
Rock climbing games? Child’s play! Why would a top-tier agent be doing this?
“Make sure Momo has fun,” Isabella stated firmly. “Or I’ll have you transferred to the Africa division.”
“Fine! Alright!” Maxwell agreed instantly.
Isabella handed Christopher over to Maxwell and left the manor.
Just as she had anticipated. Victoria had finally made her move. Perfect. The show was about to begin.
At Grace Memorial Hospital...
Victoria Kensington lay pale and fragile on the sterile hospital bed. A heartbreaking sight. "Just let them proceed with the surgery," she whispered weakly to everyone gathered in the room. "I'll pull through. I'll survive. I refuse to be a burden to Alexander..."
No.7
"Don't speak such nonsense, Victoria!" Eleanor Kensington clutched her daughter's hand, her voice trembling. "Burden? Alexander must take responsibility for you! We'll ensure he gives you a proper explanation."
Nearby, Benjamin Kensington snarled at Victor Whitmore. "Where is Alexander? Does he have no honor? A grown man acting with zero accountability!"
"Mr. Kensington, please remain calm. He will apologize to Victoria," Victor pledged.
Though they favored Isabella Montgomery, Victoria carried a child—a son. How could they allow her to terminate the pregnancy?
Alexander Whitmore entered the ward at that moment.
The instant he crossed the threshold, Benjamin's fist connected hard with his jaw.
"Alexander! You coward! How could you do this to my sister?!" He lunged again, but the Whitmore family bodyguards swiftly restrained him.