A Love Bom From Vengeance by Tuesday Parsons
Chapter 1

Chapter 1 She’s Pregnant

A beautiful young lady with an unnaturally pale face stood outside the entrance of the ultrasound room with a B-scan report in her hand.

Not only did she not feel the joy and surprise of someone who had become a mother, but she was shrouded in a thick aura of fear.

The results stated below the B-ultrasound report were: One fetus, alive, consistent with an intrauterine pregnancy of 8+ weeks. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She was pregnant, and it had been two months.

Just then, her phone rang, and as she looked at the name on the screen, she took a deep breath before answering, “Hello?”

“Come to the office.” It was a low, cold voice that was akin to a demonic presence from hell.

“I—”

The call ended abruptly, giving her no room to refuse.

Celia Stuart quickly put the ultrasound report into her bag, hastily left the hospital, and hurried to the most imposing building in the city center.

There was only one thing on her agenda whenever she came here: to please her husband and satisfy his every physical need.

Regardless of the time or place, she had to be at his beck and call whenever he called, or she would have to face dire consequences.

After reaching the suite on the 32nd floor of the company, Celia was about to sit on the couch to rest when she heard the sound of the fingerprint scanner outside the door.

A tall and handsome figure dressed in a custom-made jet-black suit that accentuated his elegance and cold severity strode in.

It was Hugo Spencer, her husband.

Celia promptly put on a smiling face and stood up. “Did your business trip go well this time, darling?”

It was still mid-afternoon, and the warm sunlight illuminated the sharp contours of the man’s eyebrows and nose, giving his exquisite features a cold and ruthless vibe.

Instead of answering her, he simply grabbed a bag and threw it in front of her.

“Go take a shower and change into it,” he demanded in his usual commanding tone.

Celia looked at the pale pink lingerie bag and knew what she had to do next. Cheeks turning pink, she softly muttered, “I… I have a stomach ache today. I’m not feeling well. Can we—”

The man who saw through her lie with just one glance coldly snarled, “Stop making excuses.”

“It’s true.” She couldn’t help but blush as she lied.

After all, the baby inside her was two months old!

She wouldn’t be able to handle what the man was about to do next.

Celia mustered up the courage to ask, “Can I take a day off today and rest?” For the sake of her unborn child, she couldn’t engage in marital activities.

With his hands in his pockets, Hugo approached and towered over her. As he looked at her with a contemptuous gaze, he asked in return, “Do you think you deserve a break?”

Celia’s eyes turned red. Her heart was filled with bitterness when she looked at the cold and heartless man.

A year ago, she had been set up and given to an old man by her stepmother. She was in her despair when Hugo appeared before her like a savior, rescuing her from trouble.

When she returned home and tried to tell her father about the incident, her stepmother turned the tables and accused her of bringing her daughter to a club which almost led to her being violated.

Without a second thought, her father slapped Celia across the face and kicked her out of the house, leaving her to fend for herself.

It was on a stormy night when she was grabbed by a drunkard. She stumbled and fell in a panic, and that was when she somehow saw Hugo once again.

At that moment, he became her savior who later gave her a place to stay and provided her warmth and comfort.

Hugo was tall and handsome, and he exuded an exceptional aura. Every move and gesture he made gave out a thick aristocratic air.

Furthermore, as the head of the country’s top financial conglomerate, Spencer Group, he was immensely wealthy and influential.

After Celia succumbed to his gentle advances a month later, she secretly took her household registration book from home without her father’s knowledge and married Hugo without anyone witnessing or blessing the union.

She thought that what awaited her after the marriage was happiness.

Unexpectedly, Hugo whispered a bloody truth into her ear on the night they registered their marriage: marrying her was just the beginning of his revenge.

Back to the present, Celia emerged from the bathroom with her arms around her chest, blushing as she approached the bed.

It seemed that Hugo had a hobby of tormenting her for his own pleasure. Every time he went on a business trip, he would buy some erotica products that pushed her to her limits and forced her to wear them for his amusement.

The man was now reclined on a pillow. In his crisp white shirt and tailored trousers, he exuded an air of sophistication and decadence.

Seeing this, she meekly pleaded again. “I’m really not feeling well. Can’t we—”

“You don’t have the right to refuse.” The man’s cold and sharp gaze shot back instantly.

The look in his eyes made Celia want to escape.

“When will you stop tormenting me? When will you let me go?” Celia questioned him for the first time as tears uncontrollably rolled down her face.

She was a person, a living being, not a plaything for him to manipulate at will.

Hugo stood up from the bed, somewhat enjoying the expression of rebellion on his pet kitty’s face. After all, women who were too obedient were no fun.

His lips curled into a sneer. “You want me to let you go? That will never happen in this lifetime. You are not allowed to leave my side even if I get tired or annoyed with you.”

“You…” Celia couldn’t hold back her tears. She felt utterly humiliated.

He walked up to her and gripped her chin with his large hand, forcing her to look at him. It intrigued him more than before to see the touch of fierceness on her pure and ethereal face.

As he leaned in to kiss her on the lips, Celia angrily turned her face to evade his lips.

“You dare refuse me?” He smirked.

The next moment, he carried her up and threw her onto the soft bed beside them.

Two hours later, the exhausted woman gasped and held her lower abdomen when she saw the faint red marks on the bedsheets.

My baby! Please be okay!

With weak legs, Celia dragged her body back to the hospital once again.

While she lay in the ultrasound room, she felt a sense of panic wash over her as she listened to the sound of the small train nearby.

Tears streamed down Celia’s face, startling the nurse who hurriedly tried to comfort her. “Miss, don’t worry. Your baby is healthy. Its heartbeat is strong.”

After Celia entered the doctor’s office, she was surprised that the doctor remembered her. The doctor immediately asked her, “Why did you suddenly start bleeding? You were fine this morning. Do you want your child or not?”

Upon hearing the question, Celia almost blurted out, “Yes, I do!”

A strong determination to protect her baby surged within her. She felt responsible as a mother the moment she heard the sound of the baby’s heartbeat moments ago.

The doctor glanced at her. “You’re not even 20. Isn’t your husband here?”

“H-He’s busy.”

“Well, you need to tell him to be careful for the next three months and prioritize the baby. Otherwise, the risk of miscarriage is high even for someone as young as yourself.” The doctor hinted when they noticed the kiss mark on her neck.

“I understand. Thank you, doctor.” Celia’s face turned beet red.

However, she felt her chest tighten at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief. How was she supposed to tell Hugo about the child?

The baby could be in danger at any moment if she didn’t say anything, but if she did tell him about it, the baby would be even more at risk because Hugo would undoubtedly insist on her getting rid of it.

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