Chapter 732: I Won’t Allow You to Leave Me

Chapter 732: Chapter 732: I Won’t Allow You to Leave Me

Ivy Tanner was jolted awake by a violent coughing fit. She clutched her mouth, feeling as if she were about to cough up her internal organs, and her face instantly turned crimson.

Ethan Kingsley slowly turned around. He watched her suffer but didn’t approach. Instead, he took out his phone and made a call. "Bring medicine over, now. Pregnant woman. Cold, fever, bad cough. It’s serious."

That was all he said before hanging up. He then walked slowly to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Ivy glanced at him. The coughing had subsided, but her throat was so sore she didn’t want to speak.

Ethan Kingsley asked, "Why didn’t you call me if you were sick?"

The corners of Ivy’s lips twitched into an unnatural smile. "Just a useless dog," she said, her voice hoarse. "Not worth troubling my master over."

"I’m warning you, don’t piss me off," Ethan said, fighting the urge to lash out.

Ivy felt as if she was dying anyway, which made her reckless. "Then just kill me... This is a life worse than death. It must be tiresome for you to even look at me."

Ethan Kingsley sneered. "But I love seeing you in agony, living a life worse than death."

"Is that so..." Ivy murmured weakly, and then her body suddenly went limp.

"Little Cutie!" Ethan panicked, grabbing her hand. He was horrified to find it completely devoid of warmth.

’Damn it, damn it!’

At that moment, a sliver of unprecedented fear seized him. He had never felt a human body this cold—so cold he couldn’t feel any warmth whatsoever.

’What’s wrong with this bed? Why hasn’t it warmed her up??’

Growing more and more terrified, Ethan scooped her up, blankets and all. He held her tightly in his arms and warned through gritted teeth, "You hold on! The doctor will be here any second. I forbid you from leaving me, do you hear me!"

Ivy could hear him, but she had no energy left. She didn’t want to speak, nor did she want to open her eyes.

’It was almost laughable, seeing him so worried about her all of a sudden.’

’Ever since she was a child, her hands and feet had always turned ice-cold when she had a fever. She had no idea what he was so worked up about. Whatever. Let him be.’

’So tired. I just want to sleep.’

’I want to fall into a deep sleep... and never wake up again...’

When she remained motionless, Ethan thought she was dying. Tears of desperation streamed down his face. He kissed her hair, whispering, "I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so cruel to you. I’m so sorry..."

"Little Cutie, there are reasons... I don’t want to keep you locked up here, but they can’t find out about you yet. If they do, they’ll hurt you."

"My engagement to Corinne Linden is just a collaboration. I’m not going to marry her."

"After you have that disabled child and finalize your divorce, I’ll marry you."

"I will marry you... Did you hear me? I will marry you."

"I was just angry. Angry that you’ve been lying to me for all these years... I was the only one who didn’t know. They all knew. You lied to me, so I have to punish you..."

Unfortunately, Ivy didn’t hear a single word.

Eventually, Seth Payne arrived with the doctor.

After administering emergency treatment, the doctor put Ivy on an IV drip. Once he was finished, he gave Ethan a harsh scolding, saying that a pregnant woman with a fever in her third trimester should be taken to a hospital, not treated by a private physician.

Thankfully, it was a close call, but she was out of danger.

Halfway through the IV, the fever broke, and Ivy slowly regained consciousness.

Her vision was still blurry, but she could make out a figure. It gradually came into focus, and at last, she saw his face.

He was holding her hand. When she tried to pull it away, the movement woke him.

"Little Cutie, you’re awake."

"..." Ivy stared at him with a strange expression, saying nothing.

’What’s with this guy? Why does he look so excited?’