Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife-Chapter 74 - 73: Should he tell Hunter about Faye Townsend’s pregnancy? 2

Chapter 74: Chapter 73: Should he tell Hunter about Faye Townsend’s pregnancy? 2

He turned around and left after speaking.

Everyone was stunned, it was the first time the president suddenly left a meeting in the middle of it.

The nurse on duty came in with her student to check Faye Townsend’s blood pressure and temperature.

While waiting, the student nurse quietly asked another nurse, "Teacher, it’s my first time seeing the legendary Dr. Hughes."

"He’s really handsome, much more than the stars on TV."

"Didn’t I tell you before? He’s like the living billboard of the hospital.

Do you know how many female doctors chose to work here just because of Dr. Hughes?"

While her temperature was being taken, Faye frowned, living billboard?

"Are you talking about Dr. Roman Hughes?"

The nurse was surprised, "You’ve heard of Dr. Hughes too?"

"Ah? Yes, last time when I hurt my leg, it was Dr. Hughes who treated me.

Where did you see him?

I’ve always wanted to thank him in person." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Dr. Hughes is on duty at the VVIP ward today, you can go find him.

The room you’re staying in now is a borrowed bed from the Bone Department, the doctor’s duty room is less than ten meters inside."

Faye’s heart thudded, and her face turned much more rigid.

A borrowed bed from the Bone Department?

"Is it? Thank you."

After measuring the temperature and blood pressure, the nurse left.

Faye clenched her fists, feeling a bit tense inside.

Roman Hughes is an orthopedic doctor, even if this is a bone department room, he shouldn’t come in, right?

Right, he shouldn’t know about her hospitalization here.

But what if...

After all, they’re on the same floor.

What if he found out and talked recklessly in front of Hunter Warren?

After all, he’s a good friend of Hunter Warren.

No, no, she can’t let Roman Hughes say anything carelessly.

But... what should she do?

She raised her hand and knocked on her head, closing her eyes.

No, don’t panic, the urgent thing now is to quickly think of a countermeasure.

Faye made up her mind to have a good talk with Roman Hughes.

She got out of bed and walked to the ward door, just opened the door slightly to leave when she saw Hunter Warren quickly walking towards her room.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly turned her body to lean against the wall to avoid him.

Hunter Warren came after all.

It must have been Roman Hughes who called him here.

No, she can’t stay here.

Faye turned back to grab her phone and ID and headed out.

She couldn’t take too many things, or it would draw the nurse’s attention.

When she opened the door, she looked out cautiously.

Seeing no movement in the corridor, she pretended to stroll around the nurse’s station a couple of times.

Then she nonchalantly walked towards the elevator, and seeing no one was paying attention to her, she quickly walked into the elevator and left in a hurry.

Hunter Warren entered the doctor’s office, and Roman Hughes looked at him with a serious face.

"What’s going on with Faye?" Hunter Warren sat down opposite him.

"Is there some sequela from her last car accident?

I told you to give her a proper check-up.

But you, you think there’s no problem as long as it seems fine?"

"It’s not about the last car accident." Roman Hughes looked at him, "Hunter, tell me honestly.

Before... Have you ever slept with Faye?"

"Why do you ask this question?"

"This matter is very important, you know I like to joke.

But what I’m discussing with you today is very serious."

Hunter Warren looked at him grimly for a moment, then shook his head, "No."

"Not even once?"

Hunter Warren frowned slightly displeased, "No, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Hunter, Faye is pregnant."

Hunter Warren’s face darkened, "What did you say?"

"Faye had a threatened miscarriage, and was rushed to our hospital’s VVIP Gynecology yesterday afternoon."

Hunter Warren immediately stood up, kicking the chair away.

"Hunter."

"Don’t say anything." Hunter Warren’s face was extremely unpleasant.

At this moment, it’s indeed the worst he’s ever looked since Roman Hughes has known him.

Roman Hughes truly felt sorry for Hunter Warren.

If he lost Faye, where else could he find such a loving woman?

Others might not know, but he knew that Hunter Warren cared about Faye.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have retaliated against Faye by divorcing her and announcing remarriage after discovering her secret.

He wouldn’t have been so desperate to find him to check Faye’s condition after her car accident.

Nor would he look so icy upon hearing she was pregnant.

Hunter Warren took a step back, his voice somewhat weak, "In the future, don’t bother telling me about such things, I’m very busy and have no time for these trivial matters."

After saying this, he opened the door and left.

Roman Hughes grew worried, put down the medical case in his hand, and got up to chase after him.

But as he opened the door, he saw Hunter Warren standing idly by the door.

Roman Hughes walked up and put a hand on his shoulder, "Are you okay?"

"How many months?"

Roman Hughes understood what he was asking about, and shook his head, "Because our hospital has a policy against casually disclosing patients’ cases.

So I don’t know how many weeks she is pregnant; I only found out that’s she’s experiencing an early pregnancy threatened miscarriage.

The range for early pregnancy is large, three months is also early pregnancy, so..."

"Is there any chance the child could be that other man’s?"

Roman Hughes remained silent, as he didn’t know either.

"Which ward is she in?"

Roman Hughes pointed to the second room ahead.

Hunter Warren took heavy steps towards it, slowly pushed the door open, and looked inside.

There was no one inside.

Roman Hughes followed.

Seeing no one inside, he came out and asked the nurse, "Where’s the person from bed 6?"

"Not there? I just saw her wandering around here."

The nurse walked out of the station and took a look inside the room.

"Strange, where has she gone?"

Hunter Warren’s eyes shifted, and he quickly turned and walked out.

Roman Hughes shouted, "Where are you going?"

"Don’t worry about it, get back to work."

Roman Hughes sighed, this is some heart-wrenching drama.

It’s truly killing him.

Why not just love each other well, why must they do this?

Hunter Warren went downstairs and circled around the hospital.

But he couldn’t find any trace of her.

He tried calling her, but she had already turned off her phone.

After thinking for a moment, Hunter Warren drove away from the hospital.

He drove very slowly, his gaze wandering all about.

But after aimlessly driving for half an hour, he still couldn’t find her.

He parked the car by the roadside, his mind a little chaotic.

Where could she have gone?

After thinking carefully, it seemed there truly was one place where he might go and try his luck.

He started the car and drove directly toward the destination.

Anchester Cemetery.

Hunter Warren walked up, holding a bouquet of crimson roses.

At the entrance, he saw her sitting weakly in her hospital gown in front of her parents’ gravestone, looking forlorn.

For a moment, his heart ached tightly.

He suddenly felt as if she had truly disappeared from his world entirely.

Hunter Warren walked over.

In front of the gravestone was also placed a bouquet of crimson roses.

Without a doubt, they were just brought by Faye.

Hearing footsteps, Faye turned her head.

Seeing it was Hunter Warren, her pupils involuntarily widened.

Hunter Warren looked at her, and step by step approached to stand before her.

Faye’s lips turned somewhat pale and she slowly stood up.

Their eyes met, causing a gripping and painful feeling.

After a long while, neither spoke first.

Hunter Warren turned his head and placed the red roses he held in front of the grave.

Combining closely with the red roses Faye had brought.

"Dad, Mom, I came to see you."

Faye clenched her fist, desperately trying to hold back her desire to cry.

"From now on... you don’t have to call them Mom and Dad anymore.

Today, both of us are here.

Let’s clarify things in front of my parents.

Dad, Mom, Hunter and I are divorced.

From now on... he won’t come to see you anymore.

He’s no longer the son-in-law of the Townsend Family.

We’re divorced."

Hunter Warren turned his head to look at her, and after a long time, his gaze moved to her abdomen.

Faye was very nervous; he knew.

Her hand unconsciously moved to her belly, avoiding eye contact with him.

"Dad, Mom, Faye and I have some things to discuss.

I’ll take her away for now, and visit you again later."

After saying this, he bowed deeply three times and turned to leave.

Faye hesitated for a moment, then also bowed three times to her parents and followed Hunter Warren away.

Hunter Warren walked very slowly.

He knew she wasn’t in good health, and even walking quickly would be bad for her body.

They leisurely descended the hill and came to the area outside the cemetery.

Today wasn’t a major day for visiting graves, so the entire graveyard was quite desolate.

Besides his car, there was a taxi parked below the hill.

The taxi was hired by Faye.

"Get in the car, we’ll talk inside."

Hunter Warren opened the car door.

But Faye shook her head, "Let’s talk right here."

"Why, even my car is too bothersome for you now?"

Faye closed her lips without speaking.

Hunter Warren shut the door with a push.

He walked up to her, "How many months?"

Faye bit her lip, "Didn’t Roman Hughes tell you?"

"Your case is confidential; he doesn’t know."

Faye didn’t meet his eyes, "Less than... two weeks."

"You..." Hunter Warren grasped her shoulders.

"I was still thinking whether the child might belong to that man.

But it turns out it’s Oliver Turner’s.

Faye, oh Faye, is this what you call never having betrayed me?"

Hunter Warren’s expression seemed painfully tormented.

Faye smiled bitterly, "Why do you even have to question me like this?

Hunter Warren, stop pretending.

I’ll say what I always have.

Don’t say that I never betrayed you before our divorce.

Even if I truly had betrayed you, so what?

After all, you don’t love me.

Why bother caring who I sleep with?

Every man in the world is entitled to blame me, except you.

I gave you the opportunity.

I loved you for eight years and was your wife for one year.

I gave up every opportunity that could benefit my future for you.

I changed all my habits for you.

I thought if I changed into someone you liked, you’d fall in love with me.

I never wanted to be some obedient girl; I had my own personality too.

But for you, I changed.

I curbed all my little quirks just to suit you.

But how did you repay me?