Shocking Revelation Ex-Husband's Surprise Proposal

The last call to Steven was not connected.

She was the child's mother. She didn't believe that Steven could be so heartless.

Eve's pale lips were with a stream of blood. Her fingers tightly pressed against the bed in the delivery room. Her vision was blurry. She heard someone outside reminding the doctor to save the baby. Only then did she vaguely remember that today was the wedding of the baby's father and someone else.

All he wanted was the baby in her belly.

He even named the child and found a new mother to take her place.

How ridiculous!

Eve struggled to hold back her tears and the pain as she held the baby in her arms.

Suddenly, the door of the delivery room was kicked open and several people rushed in.

Eve's lips turned pale, and her face was sour to the extreme. She trembled and protected the baby in her arms, her eyes blood red.

Charlotte Foster said in a sharp voice, "Eve, hand over the child. You owe it to my sister. If there is something wrong with her, Mr. Evans will have you killed."

Eve said, "I didn't hurt her."

Charlotte sneered, "That's not the point. Mr. Evans' thought matters most. He thinks you did it. Hand over the child. With this child, my sister can marry into the Evans family. It will be a great honor for the Foster family. You are a vicious woman and caused my sister to become a vegetable. You should spend the rest of your life in prison."

"I didn't hurt her!" Eve shouted hoarsely.

She hadn't hurt anyone. Why did Steven treat her like this?! Why?!

She was wronged. She would not give her child to anyone else, let alone make her child call another woman mother!

Eve frantically dialed Steven's phone number repeatedly. But she failed to get it connected. In the end, Steven shut down the phone.

Charlotte laughed wildly and said, "Even now, do you think Mr. Evans will spare a glance to you? You are just a step stone for my sister's promotion. Once the child is born, you have no value for use. Mr. Evans would rather marry a vegetable than be with you. Eve, do you still think he loves you?"

Cold words pierced into Eve's heart. Her fragile heart was gradually torn open. She never expected Steven to be so heartless. Moreover, her marriage was taken advantage of by that woman.

In this moment, fear filled her heart, and intense pain spread from her lower abdomen, almost engulfing her. She was in great pain, unable to distinguish whether the wound hurt or the heart hurt. The blood stained the ground red, and Eve's breathing became weaker.

The nurse exclaimed, "Crap, she is bleeding profusely."

Charlotte looked mercilessly at Eve, who had fallen to the ground. Charlotte ordered without hesitation, "Guys, if you don't take the child away, Mr. Evans will be unsatisfied and you will get your punishment."

The next second, the baby in Eve's arms was violently snatched away.

No one cared about Eve's condition, even if she had already fallen into a coma.

The hospital had issued several critically ill notices in a row, but no one was willing to sign them!

It was known to everyone that Anna Foster was Steven's beloved, and Eve's child meant a lot to Anna's future.

They didn't care about Eve’s safety, because Steven didn't care either. Eve's death could save a lot of trouble for them.

It wasn't until the hospital announced Eve's death that Charlotte left with the child in her arms.

The lights in the hallway set off the blood stains on the ground with an unusually bright red hue.

The only thing left was a critically ill notice covered in blood. The fainting blood obscured Eve's name.

After everyone left, the door of the emergency room was suddenly pushed open!

"Doctor! It's surprising!"

"Ms. Foster still has two babies in her belly."

...

Four years later.

In the Foster family.

A little cute boy sat in the room, his eyes cold, his deep pupils showing maturity that was not of his age. With a closer look, people could see a bright red palm print on his fair and clean side face.

Charlotte pushed the door and entered in. She was in a red and elegant dress.

"Will, all the guests have been here. Change your clothes and follow me out."

Will coldly said, "I won't go."

Charlotte walked up to Will and commanded him, "Put on your clothes."

"I don't."

Will raised his swollen face high and refused firmly.

Charlotte's face showed a hint of anger. She stared at the building block castle in front of Will. With a loud roar, she directly overturned it.

Will widened his eyes in disbelief, tears filling his eyes in an instant. He rubbed his eyes and shouted in a hoarse voice. He had cried a lot before. "It took me all night to fix this. Why did you overturn it!"

Charlotte was annoyed at his question. She didn't like Will. All she possessed now owed a lot to Will. She didn't like this feeling.

She ordered expressionlessly, "I've already given you a chance, go downstairs."

"I hate you!"

Will's eyes turned red and he grabbed the clothes from the ground, smashing it hard on Charlotte.

Charlotte clenched his wrist and said, "Will, listen, if it weren't for me, you would have been thrown into the welfare home and become an orphan. No matter what grievance you may have, hold it back until the banquet is over and all the guests leave. Otherwise, I'll throw you into the welfare home now."

Charlotte said harsh words.

This was the first time in four years that Steven has held such a grand birthday banquet for Will, and it was also the first time that Charlotte had the opportunity to stand by Steven's side.

She would never let this child ruin her future!

"Since you don't want to go downstairs, you shall never go down!"

Charlotte walked out of the bedroom and locked the door from the outside.

The lonely Will was locked up in a pitch-black room. Having been confined to the woodshed with mice had already left him terrible impressions. He was most afraid of being alone in the darkness. He cried and patted the door.

"Ms. Foster, I was wrong. Let me out."

"Wuwu... I don't want to be alone, please let me out."