Billionaire's Betrayal: My Ex Beg Me To Love Him Again
Chapter 0050

Chapter 0050

William's POV:

The second I was done with Martin, I snatched up the phone and called my assistant to get the location of Caroline's deadbeat father. It turned out he was in another hospital, pathetically lying there in a deep coma. Regardless of my feelings about him, he was my key to finally figuring out the mystery that was Caroline's diagnosis.

Thankfully I still had our old marriage certificate in the glove compartment of our vehicle. I slipped it out and strolled inside the hospital that Thomas West was currently staying at.

I smoothly laid down the certificate in front of the attendant and put on my most charming voice. "Hey, I need to get a patient transferred."

The woman gave me a polite smile. "Transferred? Who?"

"My father-in-law, Thomas West," I replied, watching her type away at her computer. I donned a somber face, pretending to be in mourning. "My wife, Caroline, has been grief-stricken since he was admitted, so I'm here in her stead."

The attendant's eyes were tinted with confusion. Mr. Thomas is in great hands right now. Do you really want to move him?"

I struggled to suppress my growing irritation. "Yes," I replied, perhaps a bit too sharply. "I just need him transferred to a nearby private sanatorium."

Thankfully, the woman just nodded and got started with the process. Other than that annoying initial interaction, the entire process was smooth. The idiots didn't even check to see if Caroline and I were still married. Now Thomas West's life was in my hands, the perfect leverage against Caroline.

Caroline was always a bleeding heart, her father was her greatest weakness. I just had to sit back and wait for word to reach Caroline, and once it did, she must beg me for him back.

Was it a bit cruel for me to play this sort of trick? Perhaps, but I couldn't care less. She had been leading me on with her fake diagnoses for far too long.

When Caroline finally called me, I could hear the rage in her voice, but it didn't bother me one bit. If anything, it made me smile to know she was going through the same frustration she had put me through.

My only requirement to her was that she stay with me the entire week. The wariness in her voice was loud and clear, but as long as I could get my answer about Caroline's sickness once and for all, her opinion didn't matter.

As much as I loathed to admit it, there was a part of me that still deeply cared for Caroline. I had been fighting it for so long now, but I couldn't deny it any longer. My heart thundered in panic at the thought of something happening to Caroline.

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Chapter 0050

Caroline had given me sour look after sour look when she showed up, even dodging my offer for help. Was it wrong to drug her? Maybe, but if such questionable methods were what I needed to do to get what I wanted, then so be it. Once the doctor finished the diligent examination, I slid in front of Laden before he could exit the room. "When do you think I'll get the results?" I asked sternly.

"A few hours," he replied simply, unbothered by my tone.

I frowned, looking back at Caroline with poorly-suppressed worry. "And... what do you think? Is she going to be okay?"

Laden returned an odd look, sympathy appearing in his frown. "Well, just from looking at her state, she definitely has something going on," he replied. "We can't tell just yet, though. Just be patient and we'll get this all sorted out, alright?"

Although agitation was brewing in my gut, I couldn't disagree with my friend. I let him leave and quietly slid into the bed beside Caroline. She was tossing and turning restlessly, murmuring distressingly to herself. Curious, I leaned in close and listened, only to hear her say, "Daniel."

I was struck with a mixture of shock and pain, as Daniel was the name she had suggested for our baby, and now she called out for him. I felt my heart sink and I commanded the maid to drive to my villa and pick up George. If Caroline was crying over her lost baby, maybe seeing my son would give her some comfort.

No matter what lies Caroline believed in, I truly didn't want our son to die. After bearing through her constant tricks, though, I refused to humble myself in front of her. I would continue to act tough, because I was tired of her playing games with me.

Though, sometimes I had to ask myself: if I had the chance again, would I have saved her in that lake? Or would I have given up on her all over again?