MARRIED TO THE HIDDEN BILLIONAIRE

95. Take off her womb



95 Take off her womb

D•S STYLES★

Mason was busy with his laptop when his phone began ringing. He sighed and checked the caller, it was from his grandpa.

He picked up the call.

“Mason, did you hear your sister has been admitted to the hospital, why aren’t you here yet?” The old man asked from the other end.

“I didn’t know that” Mason simply replied.

“Then you should get over here now and you should bring Skyler along” After instructing him, that old man hung up.

“Sunny” Mason called and Sunny came over.

“Tell Skyler that Ivy is in the hospital and we are going to see her now. I’m waiting for her in the car” he instructed before standing up and taking his suit jacket.

Sunny nodded and went to do as told.

Mason got to the car and in no time, Skyler arrived, she opened the door and entered.

“Sonny told me you asked me to meet you here, is it that urgent?” She asked with a worried look on her face.

“Grandpa called me, he said Ivy has been admitted to the hospital and we should come see her,” he said dryly.

“It must be her stomach pain of yesterday, I didn’t know it was this serious, I hope she would be fine” she muttered before taking Mason’s hands on hers.

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JIGGY•COM★

Edna was already closing all the files in her office when someone knocked on the door.

“Come in” she replied and Miguel stepped in while holding some files.

“Zita asked me to drop it on your desk,” he said as he walked over to drop it.

He planned to ignore her and start minding his business from now on but seeing that dull look on her face, he knew this wasn’t her usual self.

‘Don’t get involved, don’t get involved’ Miguel told himself as he turned around to leave but he just couldn’t ignore.

‘Screw you Miguel’ he cursed himself before turning back to her.

“Hey, are you okay? You don’t look so good today?” He asked softly.

Edna released a loud sigh before raising her head to face him.

“What kind of person do you think I am Miguel? Am I that bad? Is that why you left without saying goodbye yesterday night?” She twitched her lips when she asked.

“Huh?” Miguel looked confused. “You’re bothered about me leaving without telling you, you invented me, you threw away my gift and you didn’t talk to me because you were busy trying to reach out to someone who doesn’t even want to stay close to you!” Miguel said hardly and Edna stared at him in silence for a while before she burst out in tears.

Miguel blinked in confusion.

“It’s just… I don’t know what else to do, I don’t know how to behave, maybe I was just born this way as a girl with an ugly personality. I tried my best to be perfect but I just need someone to understand that this is how I am and just like me for it” She covered her face with her palms and continued to cry.

Miguel moved closer to her and took her hands from her face.

“Look at me Edna,” he said softly but Edna looked away.

“I can’t, I look really ugly when I cry” she replied.

“Edna, look at me for real, stop trying to look perfect all the time because no one is. Sometimes you just have to let loose and yourself” he said and she slowly looked at him.

Although she had mascara over her face, Miguel still thought she looked so cute.

“And who said you look ugly when you cry? You see Edna, I understand you, you grew up rich and your life is full of competition, oh I wanna be better, I wanna be prettier, I want people to like me more. You let society build you up and tell you what to do and not do, who to date, what to eat, how to keep your body, and how to live. Trust me, Edna, you hold your own life, things you weren’t able to do now, you’d regret because you wouldn’t be able to do it again, yesterday can never repeat itself so live today and enjoy it till the fullest” he advised her.

Edna only bit her lips.

“And by the way, you don’t suck in personality, I’ve been able to see the real you right now and a few other times and you’re really cute, sweet, and adorable but you’re too focused on building what you think people want you to be” he added.

Edna threw herself in his arms and hugged him tightly.

“I don’t know why you keep being nice to me when all I do is hurt and push you away. You know you opened my eyes to things, it’s not about being rich, I used to think all poor people wanted was money but you’ve proved me wrong, your intentions are pure” she sniffed.

“Well you should stop judging a book by its cover” he muttered.

“Yeah,” she chuckled and pulled away.

“I have to go to the hospital to see my cousin Ivy and I should make it up to you, how about dinner with my family sometimes?” She asked him.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

“What? Me? Have dinner with your family?” Miguel looked a little surprised and nervous.

“Yes, they don’t bite and I’m sure you’ve already seen Mason and his wife Skyler last night and I bet you don’t know Skyler is from a poor background but Mason and Grandpa adore her so much” Edna rolled her eyes as she spoke.

“Okay,” Miguel nodded.

“And I wouldn’t dress you up this time I promise so wear whatever you want and whatever you’re comfortable with” she added.

“Wow, alright” Miguel chuckled.

Edna moved closer to his and pecked his cheeks and his eyes widened in surprise. She pulled away and smiled at him before leaving.

Miguel slowly brought his hands to his cheeks and smiled.

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DELGADOS’ PRIVATE HOSPITAL★

Everyone was waiting outside for the doctor to finish his test on Ivy and in no time the doctor came out and everyone stood straight especially Maya.

“How’s my granddaughter, what exactly is wrong with her?” Grandpa Mario was the first to ask.

Maya looked eager to hear and she was getting nervous when the doctor kept a bad look on his face.

“Can you just tell us already!! What’s wrong with my daughter!!” Maya yelled.

“From that test, we ran through her system, it’s like she drank something bad that damaged her womb so the only way we can save her is by taking off her womb” the doctor replied and Maya stumbled and fell on the floor.


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