A Love Bom From Vengeance by Tuesday Parsons
Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Escaped With His Child

Celia’s breath hitched at that. The man was a demon who wouldn’t even let a child out of his clutches.

“The child is innocent,” she whispered.

“You honestly think you have the right to give birth to my child?” the man beside her mocked.

She lowered her head at that. “I’m sorry. It was an accident.”

The corners of Hugo’s lips twitched. He refused to believe that it was just a mistake. She is clearly trying to set me up!

“Word of advice: don’t even think about using my child to beg for my forgiveness,” he warned through gritted teeth.

Celia peered at him with her beautiful eyes as a surge of intense sorrow emerged within her. Her tears swirled in her eyes and she shook her head. “This really was an accident. I never intended to use the child for anything.”

“Any woman in this world has the right to give birth to my child, but not you. I don’t want my child to have your mother’s dirty genes.” His cold voice was dripping with disdain. “Get rid of it.”

Tears welled up in her eyes when she heard those words. She was already doing her best to atone for her mother’s sins by being his plaything. What more did he want from her?

Am I supposed to give him my life?

“Go to the hospital right now!” Hugo coldly tossed out an instruction.

Celia’s tears rolled down her cheeks as she instinctively covered her abdomen. My baby, I’m too powerless to keep you with me. I’m sorry.

She closed her eyes. Her heart was filled with indescribable pain.

Can’t I keep it? This is his child as well!

Suddenly, Hugo’s phone rang.

He glanced at it and picked it up without hesitation. “Yes.”

“Mr. Spencer, something urgent has come up in the stock market. You will need to come back and handle it,” came the voice of the finance department’s manager from the other end.

Hugo glanced at the time when he heard that. As though he didn’t even have the patience to accompany Celia to the hospital, he instructed in a frigid voice, “Deal with it yourself.”

He knew that she would not dare to keep the child.

Celia watched as he walked toward the car.

When his sports car left in a trail of taillights into the sunset, she hurriedly got up. She didn’t know where she could go, but she knew she had to leave this man.

She then went to her own car and drove off before parking it on a side street. As she glanced around, she noticed a bus by the roadside. Without hesitation, she made her way to it.

The ticket seller looked at her and asked, “Where are you headed, young lady?”

Celia didn’t hesitate to step inside the bus.

After she found a seat, she said to the woman, “To the final stop, please.”

Celia had made up her mind to escape. She had never been this bold before, nor had she ever defied Hugo. But this time, for the sake of her baby, she decided to confront fate head-on.

With her arms around her bag, she turned her phone off and eventually drifted off to sleep out of exhaustion.

As night fell, a black Bugatti drove into the villa. Now that Hugo had finished his work and returned home, he expected to find Celia, who had undergone surgery, waiting for him.

However, the living room was empty. It didn’t feel like anyone had been or was there.

His wife would always welcome him every day when he got back from work, so where was she hiding now?

“Celia?” Hugo called out in a deep voice.

And yet, he didn’t hear a reply.

He strode up the stairs and checked the master bedroom, the study, and even the place where Celia often lost herself in reverie. However, the woman was nowhere to be found.

Realization finally dawned upon him—she had never been home.

I told her to come back this afternoon. Where the hell did she go? He suddenly thought of a possibility. Did she run away?

He took out his phone and called Celia, and as expected, her phone was off.

“Damn it!” She actually ran away! How dare she?

After enduring a six-hour bus ride, Celia found herself at the bus station in Bloomstead. She was no longer anxious or in a hurry. As long as she could escape from Hugo, she felt a sense of calm wash over her.

She still had some money in her bank account, and it was enough to sustain her in the days to come.

She switched to using a normal phone in case her phone was being tracked. Since she wanted to make her escape, she needed to get as far away as she could.

She had fled to a place where Hugo would never find her again.

One of her college classmates lived in Honchkon. According to her friend, Honchkon was a beautiful place with a perpetually mild climate and a serene atmosphere. It was located in a remote area with underdeveloped transportation and limited communication.

At this moment, she found herself contemplating a new life there.

She had given it a long thought. She knew Hugo would be searching for her all over the world. He would be furious and if he ever found her, he would undoubtedly kill her, but she didn’t care.

She might have made a stupid move, but she only acted on a mother’s instinct to protect her child.

Wouldn’t her child be pitiful if she had cold-heartedly gotten rid of it?

This, she had guessed correctly.

Hugo was indeed looking for her everywhere.

On the streets of the city, he had mobilized all the company’s bodyguards in the middle of the night to search for her in the places she might have gone.

It was 4.00AM when he went to a corner of a garden where he took out a packet of cigarettes. He tried to hold his anger in as he lit one of the sticks.

Right then, she heard a woman’s voice screaming, “H-Help me!”

He raised his chin, only to see a drunkard pulling a young lady, trying to take advantage of her.

Hugo narrowed his gaze as he discarded his cigarette and walked toward the drunken man.

The woman, in a state of panic and helplessness, pleaded for his help. “Sir, please save me! Sir…”

Hugo swiftly grabbed the drunken man’s hand, causing him to scream in pain and release his grip on the woman.

At this, she seized the chance and hurriedly escaped from danger.

Hugo felt his anger rise out of nowhere and kicked the man into a nearby flower bed. Not wanting to dirty his hands any further, he turned to leave.

However, the one thing that appeared in his head now was a pure and beautiful face. Compared to the young woman he saved, Celia had a face that was more tempting to men.

Who will save her if she gets into a similar situation? How will she be treated?

After Hugo returned to his car, a wave of fury suddenly rose within him. He kicked his own tire, his handsome face contorted with a sour expression.

“Sh*t!”

No man, other than himself, was allowed to touch Celia. It was a possessiveness and dominance etched into his very being.

Not even one of all the incoming calls was the one he was waiting for. She is quite the escapee, isn’t she? She completely disappeared with my child in tow! F*ck this. I’m going to make her pay a heavy price when I find her!

What Hugo hadn’t expected was for his search for her to last for six whole months.

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Inside a cottage, a woman wearing a gray plaid skirt sat down. As she rose, she clearly had a bump on her belly. It only looked smaller than usual because she was thin, but this was a belly that carried an eight-month-old child.

Celia had successfully escaped to a place where Hugo was not there. It was a remote area with underdeveloped transportation and Internet, but it was filled with love and joy.

Her arrival made the people here fond of her. She was beautiful, kind, and diligent, and she even became a substitute music teacher at a school.

Everyone warmly called her Miss Stuart.

“Celia, I suggest you go to the county earlier and rent a house. You have only one month left until you are due,” her classmate, Yvonne Lester, advised.

“Mhm. I’ll go in a few days. Thank you for taking care of me all this time, Yvonne.”

“Celia, are you sure you are ready to be a single mother? What are your plans for the future?”

“I have made up my mind. I’m ready to stay here and teach as a volunteer.”

“That won’t do. You are a city girl. How can you raise a child here?” Yvonne disapproved of her decision.

However, Celia was prepared to live with her child in this area. She didn’t mind that they weren’t financially well-off, as long as she could spend her whole life by her child’s side.

She had decided to live for her child.

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