The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 484

No, if the baby had been a girl, Lorinda would’ve probably adored her future “daughter-in-law” even more than she liked Jasper.

But why had the surgery felt so out of control? And now that she was awake, why wasn’t Lorinda the one by her side? Why was it Lance she saw as she opened her eyes?

“Lance, give me my baby!”

Catherine’s mind was spinning. All she wanted was to hold her child, to take him from Lance’s arms and feel him in her own.

Her words came out sharper than she intended, and Lance’s frown grew a little deeper.

She looked pale, struggling to sit up with way too much effort. Lance raised his hand, almost giving in. “Don’t try to move. I’ll bring him to you.”

There was an IV taped to the back of her hand, and when she gripped the bed rail, a flush of blood rushed through the tube. She finally let go, opening her arms wide, her gaze never leaving Lance as he crossed the room and carefully placed the baby in her arms.

“He’s a boy. Perfectly healthy,” Lance told her, handing over the bottle. “He wouldn’t stop crying. Maybe he’s hungry, I’m not sure.”

Catherine accepted the bottle, eyeing the creamy milk inside. “Did you make this?”

Lance nodded. “Yeah. I followed exactly what the can said. I checked the temperature. He can drink it right away.”

“Where’s Lorinda?” Catherine asked. Now that it was just her and Lance, she felt more awkward than ever.

He shook his head. “I don’t know.”

“Then why are you here?” Her confusion only grew. “What actually happened?”

Judging by his serious face, Lance wasn’t here to take the baby away. The scattered memories from after her surgery, the ones that felt like dreams—hadn’t been dreams at all.

Hold on.

“Weren’t you supposed to be getting married today?”

Lance grabbed a chair and sat next to the bed. His eyes, dark and observant, lingered on the rosy little baby.

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