At first, Maeve was startled by Jaylen's cold tone, but over time, she realized he was all bark and no bite. She became less concerned.

Sitting calmly on the hospital bed, she said leisurely, "Even Mrs. Patterson said your medical skills aren't as good as hers."

Jaylen kept his expression stoic and said, "I come from a prestigious background. I gained fame at a young age, and those big names in the international community treat me with the utmost respect. And yet, you compare me to a housekeeper?" He stood up and walked out in annoyance.

"Where are you going?" Maeve asked.

"The bathroom," Jaylen replied coldly, pushing open the door and leaving.

Not long after, Janet, the housekeeper, came in with Maeve's lunch. With a cheerful grin, she said, "I just saw Mr. Chatterly talking to the head of obstetrics about some childbirth issues. He really cares about you." Maeve almost choked on her soup, thinking, "I was only joking with him, but he's actually serious about learning obstetrics? Typical Dr. Chatterly, always needing to excel at everything..."

Janet continued, "Oh, and on my way here, I saw a news broadcast in the Northern Commercial Building. A CEO of some multinational corporation is offering a hundred million to find his missing ex-wife! My goodness, a hundred million! People like us can't even dream of that. Who would've thought that even among the wealthy, there's someone so devoted to his ex-wife? If I were her, I'd be moved to tears already."

As usual, Janet went on about how she hoped to get lucky one day and run into that ex-wife to claim the reward.

Holding her soup bowl, Maeve listened and found it amusing. She replied, "Who knows? Maybe you'll bump into her someday."

Janet laughed, "You always know the right thing to say. If I find her, I'll split the reward with you!"

Maeve exclaimed, "That's so generous! I better wish for you to meet her today so we can enjoy the money in style!"

Janet chuckled, "Hahaha, that would be great! After all, the McDaniel Group is filthy rich. Why not take the money if it's up for grabs?"

The moment she heard "McDaniel Group," the smile on Maeve's face froze.

"What did you just say? Which group?" Maeve asked.

Seeing her sudden change in expression, Janet looked puzzled. "The McDaniel Group, of course, Ms. Reese. Are you feeling unwell? You don't look too good."

Maeve shook her head numbly and pressed her lips together before asking, "I'm just curious. The CEO of the McDaniel Group is offering a hundred million to find his ex-wife. Wouldn't his fiancée have something to say about that?"

Janet gave her a knowing look. "Ms. Reese, how long has it been since you've watched the news? That CEO never even got engaged. For some reason, the wedding was postponed. But with my years of soap opera experience, I'd say he's still hung up on his ex-wife!"

Maeve's lips curled slightly. She pondered, "Byron McDaniel still hung up on me? The only thing he's fixated on is finding me and getting rid of the child I'm carrying."

"A hundred million? Quite the lavish offer. This just confirms one thing: once he finds me, he won't let it go."

Suddenly, Janet said, "Hey, Ms. Reese, you kind of resemble that CEO's ex-wife..."

Maeve quickly interrupted her. "Really? How about you help me hide this from my husband, and I'll go see the McDaniel Group CEO to swindle that hundred million?"

Hearing this, Janet's suspicions vanished, and she laughed. "Haha, you better be careful, or Mr. Chatterly will be furious!" she joked.

Maeve forced a smile and didn't respond.

Though her expected delivery date was two days away, perhaps due to overthinking, Maeve went into labor that very night. Jaylen stood outside the delivery room, listening to Maeve's gut-wrenching screams, his face as expressionless as a statue. If there were a machine to capture his thoughts, his inner monologue would have been quite colorful: "Last year, the guy who came to me for necrotic tissue removal didn't scream this loud. Is she giving birth in there, or is some unscrupulous doctor torturing her? Why didn't my teacher ever teach me how to deliver babies?"

Thankfully, Maeve couldn't hear his thoughts, or she might lose focus from laughing and make the pain even worse—not that it could get much worse. She felt like she had been in pain for an eternity, but the doctor still said she wasn't fully dilated. Maeve wanted to faint, but thinking about the two babies she saw on the ultrasound, she found a surge of energy. Yet, unable to curse at the babies, she could only curse one person: "Damn you, Byron McDaniel! Why aren't you the one giving birth instead?! Ahhh—"

With each agonizing scream, as dawn broke, the first child was finally born.

"Doctor! This baby isn't breathing!" the nurse shouted in panic.

"Take the baby to Dr. Linda Wells. It might be temporary," the doctor replied.

"Y-yes!" the nurse answered.

During their conversation, Maeve's hard-fought strength nearly dissipated. Her voice hoarse, she asked, "Doctor, my..."

The doctor reassured her, "This is normal. The baby will be fine soon. Now focus, I can see the head of the second baby."

A wave of overwhelming fear surged within Maeve. She wanted to check on the first baby, but the contractions continued.

Just then, there was a loud knock on the delivery room door.

"Maeve, Byron is on his way. He'll be here in less than ten minutes. I'm sending people in. As soon as you deliver, we're moving you!" Jaylen's voice came from the other side, heavy with urgency. Maeve shuddered. "He's found me this quickly?" She couldn't bear to think about what Byron might do if he saw her children. After all, he had promised to kill them. She didn't dare take that risk.

Maeve steeled herself and followed the doctor's instructions. Before long, the second baby was born.

Completely exhausted, Maeve lay there, but as soon as the nurse finished, Jaylen rushed in and said, "We have to leave immediately."

"Wait, my babies..." Maeve struggled to sit up to see them, but the doctor's grave expression stopped her.

"Ms. Reese, I'm sorry, but your first child was born without breathing. Thankfully, your second baby is healthy. You..."

"What did you say?!" Maeve's eyes widened in disbelief as her mind went blank.

Jaylen held her by the shoulders as a voice came through his earpiece. His expression grew cold. "Byron is downstairs. We can't delay any longer."

Maeve's ears buzzed, drowning out Jaylen's words.

Jaylen furrowed his brow and gripped her arm tightly. "Maeve, did you hear me? Do you want the other baby to die too?"

His words jolted Maeve back to reality. Her lower lip, swollen and bleeding from her biting, trembled as she fought through her heartbreak. "I'm taking both of them with me," she said to Jaylen, her voice filled with determination.

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