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Warren intentionally humiliated Isabelle, took another egg, and sat down to eat.
Isabelle, however, looked at him quietly and pulled out a smile, “Warren, are you indulging Amy or do you really not know?”
“What do you know?” he asked impatiently.
Isabelle took a deep breath and said, “Yesterday, Amy deliberately led me to Felicity Hotel.”
“And Ms. Gomez was not qualified to attend the summit, but she managed to find me inside. Who gave Ms. Gomez the invitation to enter?”
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“Think about it. Only you, me, Sheldon, and the lawyer knew about our divorce.”
“Sheldon and the lawyer kept silent, who revealed the news of our divorce last night?”
“That group of male bosses intentionally made things difficult for me by using divorce as an excuse. Can’t you see that this is all part of Amy’s scheme? She wants to embarrass me in front of everyone!”
Warren listened and chuckled, his narrow eyes coldly staring at her. “You don’t think that sleeping with me once would make me confused, do you?”
“Isabelle, your true face was truly ugly. Was it Amy who framed you again? Everything is her fault, and you are the most innocent. You didn’t harm the SJ Group, nor did you harm my mother to become a
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vegetable. Why didn’t I see through your constant lies before? You blame everything on others!”
Isabelle was speechless and chuckled at him, “Aren’t you confused now? You hate me, so you don’t want to hear anything I say. You only believe what you want to believe. Then why don’t you go and find out who leaked the news of our divorce last night?”
Warren frowned.
Isabelle stood by the table, staring at his sickly handsome face, and suddenly said, “You slept well last night, otherwise how would you have the energy to curse at me now? Don’t you remember? The night you had a hysteria attack in the hospital, you also slept well, so you woke up early the next day.”
“I wanted to ask you if Amy accompanied you during the week you disappeared. But did you have a good night’s sleep?”
Warren frowned as he went to Astait for a week. Amy had to stay with him for several hours every night, but he never slept a wink.
He sneered, “Stop making a fuss about my sleep. That hysteria attack, I- know Amy saved me. What else do you want to confuse me with?”
Isabelle smiled bitterly in her heart.
She took out traditional medicine to reason with Warren. “Warren, poor sleep is also a trigger for hysteria attacks. Since Amy can cure you, why don’t you go back and ask her why she can’t cure your insomnia? Also, what treatments has she been giving you these days?”
Warren pursed his thin lips.
Isabelle looked at Sheldon and sneered, “Even Sheldon knows that he should have come to me last night. What do you think the reason is? If Sheldon thinks that Amy can cure you, then he should have gone to
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Amy last night.”
Sheldon was dragged into the crossfire.
Warren glanced at him and his gaze fell into some contemplation.
Indeed, Amy did not initiate treatment this week. She said her condition needed to be observed.
But Isabelle insisted on giving him medicine.
Moreover, he could fall asleep next to Isabelle. This strange phenomenon had been discovered almost a long time ago…
With a loud bang, Isabelle’s face turned pale. She suddenly grabbed onto the table and slowly slid down.
“Ms. Spencer… What happened to you?” Sheldon quickly ran over.
Warren snapped back to reality and looked at the unconscious Isabelle lying on the ground. He set down the eggs and approached her with a stern expression. “What trick are you playing again?”
But she didn’t move.
His dark eyes fixed on her stomach, a hint of confusion flashed across.
“Warren, is Ms. Spencer tired?” Sheldon asked with a hidden meaning.
Warren had a blank expression on his face, but his heart was beating fast. He knew that last night and this morning, he had been a jerk to her.
He pinched his brow and said in a low voice, “Get the driver ready!”
Sheldon was worried and immediately made a phone call.
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Warren held Isabelle in his arms. He didn’t say anything and went downstairs.
The car headed straight to the nearby hospital.
In the emergency room, the doctor placed Isabelle on the bed. He pulled the curtain and conducted an examination.
Then the doctor walked out, glaring at Sheldon and Warren, “Which one of you is the husband of the pregnant woman?”
Sheldon awkwardly stepped back.
Warren nodded. The cold and noble Warren made the doctor
somewhat apprehensive.
The doctor called Warren into another office. He held back some anger and reprimanded, “Sir, you have gone too far. Your wife is over six months pregnant. This is the time when she needs rest. Her baby’s position is not very good. But for your own selfishness, you have caused her harm!”
“Was she injured?” Warren wondered.
The female doctor was not embarrassed either. “It’s a tear. She needs medication. Her emotions have also been greatly affected, which caused the abdominal pain. She is carrying twins. Can’t you restrain yourself and show some concern for her? You can’t be so selfish.”
She grumbled and complained, completely oblivious to Warren’s tense expression.
Warren’s eyes were dim. His gaze was profound, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
He didn’t care about her. He just wanted to hurt her.
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But now, his own heart also twitched slightly.
Warren leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, feeling restless.
The female doctor walked over with the ultrasound results and said in an annoyed tone, “Sir, take a look at your two adorable children. You need to care more about your wife!”
Warren’s gaze fell upon the examination form. He stared at it, not taking the ultrasound form for a long time.
The female doctor found Warren to be handsome, but also too indifferent. He didn’t even look at the child’s examination report.
She set it aside heavily and shook her head. “It’s a pity for such a beautiful girl. What kind of husband did she encounter? She was carrying twins for you and still had to endure torment.”
Saying that, the doctor walked away from a distance.
Warren chuckled with a hint of self–deprecation. In Sheldon’s eyes, his chuckle seemed both cold and melancholic.
“I’ll go check on Ms. Spencer,” Sheldon said, finding an excuse to leave.
After Sheldon came back, he indeed found that the inspection list placed on the windowsill was missing.
Was that put away by Warren?
Warren said he didn’t want children. But when Ms. Spencer fell, he immediately checked the back of her skirt.
That was his child. How could he bear it? He couldn’t even bring himself to not look at the ultrasound report.
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Unfortunately, how to untie the knot between Isabelle and Warren?
“Cough, cough.”
Sheldon immediately ran into the ward. “Ms. Spencer, are you awake?”
Isabelle slept for a while and felt a bit better. She felt a cool sensation in her body. It must have been the medicine the doctor had given her.
He definitely got hurt there. Warren went crazy and didn’t care at all.
Isabelle touched her belly and asked anxiously, “Sheldon, has the doctor done an ultrasound for me? I want to see.”
Sheldon paused for a moment, scratched his head, “Wait a moment. Let me go out and ask.”
In the past, Warren instructed the regular hospital staff to keep the twins a secret from Isabelle.
The hospital is temporary now. Sheldon quickly asked Warren for information.
Warren, sitting on the long bench in the corridor, frowned and remained silent.
Sheldon understood the meaning. He used his connections to have a doctor make a single fetus image and brought it to Ms. Spencer.
Isabelle looked at the results. It indicated that her fetal position was low; there were no apparent abnormalities.
She looked at the tiny black figure. The child was very thin, less than seven months old. Her heart was filled with tenderness.
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She must eat well, so that it can grow bigger and be born safely!
Isabelle took the ultrasound report and walked out. She immediately spotted Warren, who was smoking indifferently in the corridor.
He was still here.
She clenched her fingers and didn’t want to look at him. He handed a yellow pill to Sheldon and said, “Give it to him at four o’clock in the afternoon. Sheldon, I’m going home first.”
“Stop!”
