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…”

scared to finish his sentence under the intimidating

Kieran

her best to give birth, had already cried her strength

Stewart,” Kieran’s icy

was Kieran’s legitimate wife, but at this critical moment of life and

out of her body, Joyce was exhausted and completely lost

woke up again, the

from last night had given the city, Whispering Pines,

outside the window poured sunshine through

white sheets glaringly bright.

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

of last night flooded into her

up, clutching her own

had flattened overnight, as if it had never hurtured a life. The heart–wrenching pain from last night came

at the maid not far away and hoarsely murmured, “Shannon, where’s

and held Joyce’s hand to

Shannon could finish her sentence, Joyce

up last night, under her sudden violent movement, tore open again. Fresh

a handful of broken glass rubbed into her

Shannon, “Shannon, I want to see Kieran. Tell him to give my