"Love finds us in the strangest places." Weldon became a changed man after the death of his wife. He no longer fooled around. Instead, he focused on raising his son. Everyone thought he wouldn't give love another chance. One day, his newly hired family doctor visited him. The doctor was trying to do her job as Weldon continued to stare at her. His stare gave her the creeps and she ended up fleeing away from him. The situation soon spiraled out of their control. Two months later, the family doctor became Weldon's new wife. Everyone around wanted to know how she managed to make him move on from grief and also marry her. "Well, it's simple. I promised to give him two more kids as long as he put a ring on my finger." The new bride showed up with two kids who were carbon copies of Weldon. It caused a buzz in town and also generated more questions. Who was this woman? And how did she end up with his children?
"Weldon is returning home?"
Everleigh Lewis was pregnant for over eight months. She was in the children's room, neatly folding the new clothes she had recently purchased, when she heard the servants talking about Weldon Harris.
Her eyes widened in surprise.
She wondered if he was returning home because of her pregnancy.
Her insides bubbled with happiness, and her hands trembled. She was ecstatic.
Weldon was the father of her babies.
However, she had only met him once since they got married. He left that night and never returned. Everleigh never saw him again.
"Babies, I know your daddy doesn't like me, but it doesn't matter. All that matters is for him to see you step into this world. I'll be the happiest woman in the world."
Tears trickled down her cheeks as she touched her bulging stomach. Her beautiful face beamed with joy.
Two days later, as expected, the eldest son of the Harris family, who had disappeared after his marriage, finally returned.
Everleigh clutched her belly and ran downstairs when she heard the voices.
However, the blood on her face drained when she reached the stairway. Her gaze fell on the woman, standing beside the man she longed to meet.
"What's this, Weldon? I asked you to accompany your wife during the delivery. Why have you brought this woman with you?"
"Don't you know what it means? I've clearly told you this marriage has nothing to do with me and that I'm going to marry Raelynn Griffiths. She is standing right by my side."
Weldon was wearing a thin black windbreaker. His chiseled, handsome face looked cold as his deep eyes stared at his father. He looked like he was covered in a layer of ice.
Weldon's father, Trevor Harris, grew furious when he heard that.
"You bastard! Don't you know Everleigh is getting close to labor? How could you make such an insensitive remark?"
"So what? I'm merely stating the truth. If you hadn't drugged me on the night of my wedding, she wouldn't have gotten pregnant in the first place. Her babies don't deserve to step into this world!"
The room fell silent in an instant.
But his words continued to echo in Everleigh's ears.
She felt a sharp pain in her chest as if someone had stabbed her heart. Her vision grew blurry as she heard the muffled argument downstairs.
However, none of it mattered. She couldn't think of anything else but Weldon saying her children didn't deserve to step into this world.
The words shattered her heart.
"Ah! Mrs. Harris! Look at her! She is bleeding!"
"What?"
Everyone in the Harris family turned to look at her.
The father and son ceased arguing and looked at her in horror.
They saw Everleigh standing at the stairway, blood streaming down her legs.
Her dress had turned red. She had lost a lot of blood.
Weldon's face tightened.
"Weldon, your love is great. I see you find happiness by trampling on your own children. Do you think you can live with that?" Everleigh said, staring into Weldon's eyes as she tumbled down the stairs.
Those were the first words she uttered before him since she married him.
Weldon was taken aback.
Before he could speak, Everleigh fell to the floor with a loud thud.
"Take her to the hospital! Hurry up!" Trevor shouted his order.
Soon, Everleigh was admitted to the hospital.
"Weldon, don't beat yourself up about it. It's not your fault. How could your family get you married to a random woman without your approval? And how dare that woman curse you? Weldon..."
Raelynn Griffiths tried comforting Weldon.
However, before she could finish speaking, the man who had never lost his cool before her glared at her.
"That's enough! Shut up! It's none of your business!" Weldon bellowed, anger blazing in his eyes.
Raelynn shuddered and dared not utter another word. She gritted her teeth and cursed Everleigh in her heart.
Raelynn wished for Everleigh to die along with her babies. That would be the best for her.
An hour passed after Everleigh was sent to the hospital.
The obstetrician walked out of the operating room with a baby in his arms. Seeing Trevor and the others looking at him with expectant eyes, he took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Harris. We couldn't save the mother. She had a hemorrhage during the delivery, but we managed to save one of the triplets."
Trevor was stunned. He couldn't believe Everleigh was no more.
Of his three grandkids and daughter-in-law, only one baby survived. He couldn't take it anymore.
Trevor clutched his chest and fell backward.
"Mr. Harris! Mr. Harris!"
By the time Weldon heard the news, he had already left the house with Raelynn. He was heading to his private apartment downtown.
His hands on the steering wheel froze when he received the news from his assistant.
"What? She is dead?"
"Yeah, she was in poor health. The doctor couldn't save her after the hemorrhage. But one of the triplets is alive. It's a boy, and your father has taken him home."
The assistant gave a detailed description of the event in the hospital. Fearing Weldon wouldn't believe him, he took a picture of Everleigh and the other two babies' corpses covered in a white cloth.
Weldon's pupils shrank when he saw that.
The next moment, he slammed the brakes. The car screeched to a halt in the middle of the road.
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