My Husband’s Heir Cost Him His Own Daughter Chapter 49

My Husband’s Heir Cost Him His Own Daughter Chapter 49

“Amelia! The baby didn’t die, did she? Our child is alive!”

“Amelia, come out! I want to see our child! Why did you lie to me? Why?”

He was like a madman, grabbing the heavy iron bars of the gate and shaking them, the clanging of metal on metal shattering the quiet street.

In the distance, sirens wailed.

He didn’t seem to hear them.

He just clung to the gate, as if it were the last solid thing in his world.

Inside, I had just finished nursing Claire and was rocking her gently.

When I heard Carter’s broken shouts, I felt nothing but a kind of weary amusement.

He had the nerve to ask me why.

If my father’s assistant hadn’t arrived at the hospital that night and taken charge, my daughter and I might not have survived.

This child was mine. I had fought for her with my life.

She had nothing to do with Carter Beauchamp.

“That bastard! Did he learn nothing from the last time we called the police? I’m going out there and throwing him out myself!”