Chapter 2018
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Even if there is a delay of one second, Eric is not willing to wait.Ingridâs stomach was like a ticking time
bomb.
Once the accident happened, Ingrid gave birth to a child, and his Ferguson family was completely
turned to a joke!
He is not selfless enough to raise children for others.
âYes.â Mitchell responded and immediately got up.
The phone call was made to the person guarding Ingrid.
âMiss Ferguson is at home?â
âYes, he hasnât been out.â
âOkay.â Mitchell let out a slow sigh of relief. He went straight to the hospital and waited.
Ingrid went to the hospital obediently and didnât cry or make trouble along the way as if thinking about
it.
After being pushed into the operating room, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The operation took about half an hour. Mitchell asked them to take a rest and waited here.
When the time was almost up, Mitchell asked Eric to come over.
But he didnât expect that, within ten minutes of advancing, there was a sudden noise of things falling in
a panic.
Mitchell stood up suddenly.
The doctor inside ran out, his face pale and frightened:
âMiss Ferguson, she...â
Before she finished speaking, Ingrid stood there with her stomach outstretched, a scalpel in her hand,
and looked at them with red eyes.
Mitchell frowned slightly, âMs. Ferguson...â
Ingrid sobbed and took a deep breath: âI won't kill my child. Once the child is gone, Liliana will never
return by my side.â
Ingrid gritted her teeth. The scalpel was sharp, and no one dared to approach it easily.
The doctor was so frightened that his face turned pale just now.
Mitchell stood there, pondering: âMiss Ferguson, calm down, I will tell President Ferguson right away
and ask him to come over and talk to you.â
Ingrid sneered, âI donât care, he will only think of himself.â
Ingrid held the scalpel and ran outside and afraid that someone would be guarding by the elevator, so
she ran to the stairwell and quickly escaped.
But just after she got down to the first floor, she suddenly twisted her feet and her legs became weak,
she fell to the ground, and rolled down the stairs.
Bleeding down her body in next second.
A miserable cry resounded throughout the hospital building.
Mitchell informed Eric of the incident, and Eric rushed to the hospital.
After the rescue, Ingrid had come out of the emergency room, her face was pale and she was fainting.
The doctor stood there tremblingly: âIâm sorry, Mr. Ferguson, Iâm really sorry for what happened in our
hospital.â
No matter what, sheâs also Ericâs sister. If you really want to pursue it, they canât afford it!
Eric stood there, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked inside fixedly.
The slightly raised belly finally flattened.His heart was like a stone falling to the ground.
âItâs okay, I have to say thank you.â Eric said coldly and casually.
The doctor was stunned and stood there puzzled.
Mitchell came over after completing the formalities, glanced at the doctor, and smiled faintly.
âMr. Ferguson, everything has been arranged. Miss Ferguson needs to rest and take her to Madam.
She just happens to be well taken care of.â Eric raised his eyebrows and responded.
It looks very satisfied.
The doctor hesitated, afraid that Eric still didnât understand the situation: âMr. Ferguson, because
MissFergusonâs miscarriage is serious this time. She will have difficulty conceiving in the future, and
she may not have given to a child in future...â
Ericâs eyes were indifferent. He looked over and said, âWell, I see.â
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Mitchell patted the doctor on the shoulder, âDonât let Miss Ferguson know about this matter, otherwise it
will affect her confinement recovery.â
âYes.â
Mitchell looked at the people in the ward and breathed a sigh of relief.
On the way back.
Eric sat in the back and looked at the mail.
Mitchell suddenly received a call.
What the other party said made his face change slightly.
He Paused, thanked him and hung up.
âMr. Ferguson, the news from the hospital, the results of the paternity test for you and that child have
come out.He... is indeed your biological son.â
In an instant, The atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point.
Eric raised his head coldly and looked at him: âCanât be wrong?â
âNo.â
Mitchell took a deep breath, feeling the pressure of death in the air. It was suffocating.
Eric pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes, and reached out to rub his eyebrows.
He was trying his best to suppress his irritability.
âWhereâs the person?â
Mitchell paused, âWho?â
âThat child.â
âIn the companyâs dormitory, I asked my colleagues in the secretary department to help take care of
me.â
He said in a low voice. Before the result came out, he couldnât arrange the child privately.
But Eric had no intention of intervening.
It is easy to find an aunt temporarily, but if it spreads out, it will not affect Eric well.
Eric did not speak with a sullen face.
Thinking of the conditions with Angie again, she raised her child like this, and wanted to stuff her by his
side.
Disgusting enough.
âMr. Ferguson, itâs okay to be like this, why donât you take it back and find an aunt?â
Mitchell asked tentatively, âOr leave it to the lady to watch?â
Eric looked out with dark eyes. His face was gloomy and his tone was cold: âNo need, send him to
school for boarding.â
He didnât want to see that child for a moment. The appearance of that child will only remind him of his
humiliating past.
Mitchell hesitated, but seeing Ericâs expression, he could only nod his head.
The child is so young, how can he lives in boarding?
Eric obviously didnât like the child and Iâm afraid he wouldnât even find a doctor.
âOkay Mr. Ferguson, I will contact a good school.â
Mitchell took a deep breath.
Back to the company.
At the same time, He had to go to work, so he naturally brought his children with me.
Just let him play by himself in an empty conference room.
The little ones were a little overwhelmed by everyoneâs enthusiasm.
He looked as white and tender as a porcelain doll, and he looked so similar to Eric. Needless to say, he
knows it has something to do with him.
Everyone did not dare to neglect.
There were Toys, snacks on the table. The child just sat there obediently. His eyes twinkling, looking at
the gift in front of him.
He was nervous and careful. He looked uneasy, not half of Ericâs domineering and cold-hearted, and
apart from
his appearance, his personality didnât resemble him at all.
Maybe no one will believe it. No one likes him so much, not even Mommy likes him very much.
Mommy said that Daddy liked him very much, so he asked her to come to Daddy.
Daddyâs colleagues are all very nice.
The child sat there a little embarrassed, and his colleagues outside took turns to come in to feed.
It may be because of the growing environment. When others are not there, The child will not move the
things and snacks on the table.
He just sat there, sensible and distressing.
A female colleague coaxed him for a while and asked him to drink some milk and some snacks before
sighing:
âThis child is really pitiful, his eyes are cautious, as if he grew up watching peopleâs faces since he was
a child, let him sigh. It hurts to death!â