Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 1

A bright flash of lightning lit up the dark sky in an instant, as if it wanted to split the sky wide open. The heavy rain outside the window came pouring down. Inside the window, illuminated by the flash of lightning, a hospital bed was being pushed into the delivery room.

The woman on the bed had a belly all rounded up.

It was unclear whether it was rainwater or sweat that had drenched the hair on her forehead, sticking them onto her skin. She was dressed in a white maternity gown, the blood between her legs was

shocking.

She was wheeled in with another pregnant woman.

What was surprising was, among the two pregnant women, there was only one man standing.

He was dressed in a dark gray suit, with an aura that made people dare not approach. His eyes were slightly squinted and his gaze was cold and icy. With such a cold gaze, his tension was hard to detect.

The doctors and nurses hurriedly pushed both pregnant women into the delivery room.

Some time had passed.

Suddenly, the delivery room door was pushed open from the inside, making a heavy sound.

The hospital director nervously approached, looking at the man’s back, and cautiously reported, “Mr. Hernandez, we are running low on blood. Both Ms. Bertha and your wife have the same blood type and we can only save one of the two babies. Would you like us to save your wife’s baby first, or…”

down his spine, scared to finish his sentence under the intimidating presence

Kieran Hernandez.

the delivery room, Kieran’s wife Joyce Abraham, who was doing her best to give birth, had already cried her strength out. However, the sound from outside the operating room was unusually clear.

Stewart,” Kieran’s icy voice

her heart was being ripped out of her chest by him, the pain. was numbing. She was Kieran’s legitimate wife, but at this critical moment of life and death, she heard

the baby out of her body, Joyce

again, the

had given the city, Whispering Pines, a fresh makeover.

through the thick leaves onto the

sheets

the bed, Joyce had a pale face and opened her painful eyes. Although the sunlight outside was glaring, she felt as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

flooded into her mind like slides.

clutching her own severely

if it had never hurtured a life. The heart–wrenching pain from

far away and hoarsely murmured, “Shannon, where’s my

came over, and held Joyce’s hand to comfort her, “Madam, you had a miscarriage last

sentence, Joyce

her sudden violent movement, tore open again. Fresh blood stained

was like a handful of broken

welled up in her eyes in an instant and she once again grabbed Shannon’s hand frantically. With her pupils contracted, she looked like a lost soul as she shouted at Shannon, “Shannon, I want to see Kieran. Tell him to