Infatuated with my Ex-wife

Chapter 64: Premature Delivery

"Irene, Irene, you must believe in your lover," Irene repeated to herself. She had to believe in Edward.

But could she really do it? Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

It's not like she was a saint, so how could she be so open-minded? But then again, he normally

returned home early, and this was the only time he was late. Still, anything could happen in just one

night.

What should she do about the perfume and lipstick stains on Edward's coat? She didn't feel like asking

him directly because she trusted him with all her heart, and he also loved her a lot.

While Irene was lost in thought, Edward was already finished with his shower. He was quite puzzled

when he saw her dazedly standing next to his coat.

Ever the observant one, Edward suddenly remembered that Celine had worn his coat. Did she leave

anything inside? He was just about to have a look at it, but Irene pulled him closer to the bed.

With that, Edward no longer wanted to inspect his coat. Perhaps he was thinking too much about it,

Irene should be fine.

"Edward, you're done with your bath. Let's sleep," Irene said. In the end, she chose to believe in him.

She didn't want to bother with the lipstick stain and perfume anymore. Since she chose to believe in

him, she had to be steadfast.

"Hey, Irene. After my bath, I saw you standing there in a daze, what was that about?" Edward asked

with great concern. Irene's unhappiness was the last thing he wanted.

"Nah, it's nothing. I was just waiting for you to come out of the shower. How was work today? Did Dad

and Eric do anything strange to you?"

Irene wanted to change the topic and distract herself from the coat.

"Don't worry, they didn't do anything. Dad wouldn't dare to do anything out of line with Mum here.

Besides, is there anything that I can't solve?"

Truth be told, Eric had stirred up a lot of trouble for him in the company, and he had to deal with all of

them.

But how could he let his pregnant wife worry about him? Wouldn't that mean he was weak? No way he

was going to let that happen.

"Ooh~ My lovely president is so cool!" Irene said, showering him in praises worthy of a deity when she

heard him boast about himself. Sure, she'd admit he was a capable man, but hearing it from the man

himself was really funny.

"What are you laughing at, Irene? I've only stated the obvious," Edward said in his defense, his tone a

little awkward. Did he speak too highly of himself? Perhaps he did.

"Alright, alright. There is nothing that you can't solve, and that's a fact. Happy now?" Irene teased him.

She repeated his words and made him happy.

"Mmhm! How can I be wrong, since you also agree?" Edward said proudly.

Irene could tell that Edward was trying to make her laugh. He was still quite concerned about her

feelings, so how could he hurt her? A smile bloomed on her face at that thought.

Irene was very sure that her faith in Edward would not be a mistake.

That night, they fell asleep entangled in each other's arms. They were both living a peaceful, drama-

free life now. Irene slept soundly like a baby and woke up feeling refreshed.

"Knock, knock," Lily knocked on the door to Edward's office.

"Come in," Edward said, a little confused.

Who was it? Were they unaware that he was dealing with a very confidential document at the moment?

He remembered that his secretary was under orders not to bother him unless it was super urgent.

"Mr. Wilson, please have a look," Lily said anxiously, handing Edward her phone. His name was

plastered all over the headlines.

The news reported that the million-dollar president, Edward, had kept a beautiful celebrity as his

mistress, with no remorse for his currently pregnant wife. They also wrote about his refusal to help the

Jones family.

The article was meant to defame him, and the words they used were harsh. There were photographic

evidence of the two siblings begging him, a photo of him feeding Celine a glass of water in the hospital,

and a photo of her embracing him tightly.

The intimacy between Edward and Celine was obvious, and his dislike for the Jones family was clear.

Such news would definitely stir up trouble.

Then he read the comments below the article. "There wasn't a single man on this earth who wouldn't

cheat. Rich men only cared about their own wealth and romantic affairs, and they would turn a blind

eye to their mother-in-law's plight."

Many people had given their two cents on the latest hot topic, and all of them were negative, calling

him a scumbag.

Not only would this scandal affect his own reputation, it would also ruin the company's name, making

their stock market shares drop. Lily held her breath as she looked at Edward's cold expression. She felt

like she was currently in the Antarctic, slowly freezing to death.

As soon as Edward stepped out, he would be surrounded by the many reporters crowding around the

entrance of the company. After all, this was a big scoop, and everyone wanted to be the first to publish

an article. More and more reporters arrived, causing quite the stir.

Edward was royally pissed off. Who dared to take these photos and write such a defaming article about

him?

The building was currently swarmed by the reporters, and it would be difficult to leave.

Edward suddenly thought of Irene. Did she also see the news? What should he do if she didn't believe

him?

D*mn it! Nobody would doubt the intimacy of Edward and Celine's relationship after seeing these

photos.

Obviously angry, Edward's knuckles were white from how hard he clenched his fists.

"Get the Public Relations Department to contact the news companies to take down this article. Be

quick about it. Also, inform the reporters that I want to hold a press conference," Edward ordered Lily,

his voice steady.

"We're sorry. The number you have dialed is unavailable," came the greeting from Edward's private

phone when he tried to call Irene. She was pregnant right now, and he was worried that this sort of

news would make her draw the wrong conclusions. How could she take it?

Just as he was about to dial his mother's number, his phone rang. It was his mother.

"Hello, mum. How's Irene doing? She didn't answer my calls," Edward asked anxiously.

"Oh, Edward, look at what you've done! Irene is currently in the hospital. She was too stressed when

she read that article about you and also found out that the loan sharks beat her mum to death. The

baby came early, and she's in critical condition right now," Claudia said angrily.

It wasn't that she didn't believe her son, but he wasn't careful enough. His carelessness let others take

advantage of him, causing the misery of the person closest to him.

"Mum, please take care of Irene for me. I'm on my way." With that, he hung up the phone and

immediately headed to the hospital.

This morning, Irene had been taking a walk when she suddenly received a call from Sofia. She

hesitated for a bit before deciding to answer. After all, she was her mother.

"Irene, you little b*tch, you finally picked up. I called you yesterday because I wanted to borrow some

money to repay my debt. I'd return it after things have settled down, but just look at what happened all

because you didn't help us!" Tristan yelled.

Tristan was the one who called, not Sofia. He was certain that she would definitely answer if he used

her mother's phone.

"And what does your debt have to do with me? When did you call me anyways? I have nothing to say

to you, so don't use my mom's phone to call me anymore," Irene said impatiently.

She really hated Tristan, so she was about to hang up.

"I had no choice, Irene! You keep avoiding my calls. Anyways, I'm afraid this call will be the last that

you'll receive from this number," Tristan said arrogantly.

He was sure that Irene wouldn't hang up on him now.

"What do you mean by that, Tristan? Explain it so I can understand," Irene asked, a little unsteady on

her feet. Deep down, she knew what he meant, but she didn't want to accept it.

"I'll only say it once. Listen carefully..." Tristan huffed.

"Your mother, Sofia, has been beaten to death by the loan sharks because you didn't help me when I

asked for money. Instead, you sent Edward to come deal with me. That's why your mother is dead!"

Tristan yelled.

Irene's legs gave way, and she lost her balance. She quickly supported herself with her hand on the

table. But before she had time to digest this piece of information, she was struck with another blow.

Just as she was about to check her call records, the news notification popped up on her phone. The

people on the headlines was none other than her husband, Edward, and her former rival in love,

Celine.

Irene read the article that exposed Edward's alleged scandals—cheating on her with a celebrity, and

ignoring his mother-in-law's debts. She also saw the photos of Celine hugging him, him feeding her a

glass of water, and him ignoring Tristan and Beth's begging.

Irene was stressed beyond her limits. She felt a sudden burst of pain in her stomach and was about to

faint, but the servant noticed her and quickly brought her to the hospital.