Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1462: Willow Crawford Is Pregnant!

Looking at the small bottle on the carpet, Willow Crawford thought to herself that things were bad; she got caught.

"Honey, listen to me, it’s not what you think..." Willow immediately tried to explain.

Morgan Ashworth looked at her, "Alright, I’m giving you a chance now to explain properly why you deceived me, why you replaced the folic acid tablets with vitamins to trick me?"

When it came to actually explaining, Willow didn’t know what to say. She certainly couldn’t say that her uterus was too damaged to bear children, nor could she say she was in the crucial period of extracting three drops of heart’s blood and couldn’t possibly get pregnant.

Willow thought for a moment, then said, "Honey, actually... it’s my mom’s suggestion."

Upon hearing it was his own mother-in-law, Morgan’s tense expression immediately softened, "What do you mean?"

"You know, my mom was frozen during pregnancy with me and my brothers, so we were all premature. I’ve always had a weak constitution and coldness in the womb since childhood. My mom said I shouldn’t recklessly conceive and need to take some Chinese medicine to condition my body first, so that I can conceive. After all, pregnancy and childbirth for a woman are like a walk through the gates of hell; it’s very dangerous, and everything must be flawless."

Morgan immediately got up and went to Willow’s side, holding her small hand, "You’ve had a weak constitution since childhood; why didn’t you tell me earlier?"

Willow figured this reason would suffice since she had brought up her mom, leaving Morgan with little to argue about.

"I was embarrassed to tell you; I was afraid you’d think I had health issues and couldn’t bear children; what would happen if you didn’t want me?" Willow said with a hint of grievance as she nestled closer to him.

Morgan noticed that Willow’s little hand was very cold; her hands seemed to always be cold lately. She could sleep for a long time, and Willow said he was too frequent, demanding excessively to the point where he frazzled her; he hadn’t thought much of it.

But now, realizing her constitution indeed seemed weak, Morgan hurriedly pulled Willow into his embrace, "Silly, you should have told me the truth sooner."

"I was afraid you’d be angry."

"I was angry because I thought you didn’t want to have children with me. I thought you would leave me anytime."

"Honey," Willow looked up at him, "if I really can’t give you children, would you despise me?"

Actually, she had been wanting to ask him this question for a long time. Men often regard their bloodline and offspring as very important; being unable to bear children is devastating for a woman, rendering her incomplete. Would he despise her, could he accept?

Morgan stroked her long hair, "I wouldn’t mind. If your body isn’t suitable for pregnancy, then we won’t have children, darling. I was too impatient initially; I didn’t once consider the dangers of having a child nor what you would go through. I just wanted a child of our own to keep you by my side forever and ever."

In essence, he lacked security and wanted a child to bind her to him.

Willow was very moved; she buried her head in Morgan’s embrace, and after a long while, she said, "Honey, if... I mean, if..."

Forget it.

In the end, she didn’t say anything.

What she wanted to say was, once she was gone, he could find a good girl to have his own child.

Leaving him in this world lonely, she hoped a child could accompany him.

"Darling, what are you trying to say, why are you hesitating?" Morgan asked suspiciously.

Willow took out the second capsule, "What I meant to say is, my mom’s second pill has been created, you better take it quickly."

Morgan looked at the second pill; it was fresher and redder than the first, like rose petals soaked in fresh blood, very bewitching.

Not knowing the capsule’s ingredients, Morgan felt his body getting better after swallowing the first pill, becoming increasingly vigorous.

Apparently, his mother-in-law’s medical skills were extraordinary, his internal bindweed was saved.

"Okay." Morgan took the capsule, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it.

Watching him swallow it, Willow finally breathed a sigh of relief; this was the second pill, just one left.

Just then, Willow’s vision went dark, and she fell directly down.

Before fainting, she heard Morgan’s exclamation, "Willow!"

...

Willow was lying on the soft big bed, while a doctor took her pulse.

Morgan asked anxiously, "What happened to my wife, how did she just faint out of nowhere?"

The doctor was puzzled too, "Young Master Ashworth, Madam’s body seems to have no severe issues, but her pulse appears extremely weak and is likely due to fatigue, also, Madam seems to have insufficient blood and qi..."

The doctor was dubious about Willow’s pulse, hence the hesitancy in his speech.

Morgan’s handsome brow was clouded, "Incompetent doctor, you may go."

Originally the doctor wanted to say more but was directly driven away by Morgan.

The doctor glanced at the room door upstairs, uncertain if his diagnosis was wrong, but felt he had detected... a joyous pulse in Willow’s hand.

Yet this joyous pulse was very weak, unsure if he had diagnosed correctly.

Considering Morgan’s cold and icy demeanor, the doctor dared say nothing and quickly departed.

Inside the room, Morgan sat by Willow’s side, her eyelashes obediently drooped, breathing evenly, seemingly without discomfort, just asleep.

However, her face was pale, utterly devoid of blood.

Her little hand was cold, without any warmth.

How did her body become so frail and blood-deficient?

No, he must take Willow to the hospital for a full-body checkup.

As Morgan intended to make a move, Willow quivered her lashes on the bed, suddenly opening her eyes; she woke up.

"Darling, you’re awake?" Morgan’s eyes lit up.

Willow felt dizzy, "What happened to me?"

"You fainted just now; darling, you really frightened me." Morgan said with a solemn expression.

Willow knew her body was nearing its limit, just one last shot remained.

"I’m fine, don’t worry."

"No, we must go to the hospital for a full-body checkup now." Morgan grabbed his coat, ready to carry Willow to the hospital.

No hospital!

Willow immediately wrapped her arms around Morgan’s neck, playfully saying, "Honey, I’m so tired, let’s go to the hospital tomorrow, I’m really hungry, want to eat first."

Seeing her claim hunger, Morgan stopped, "Alright, I’ll quickly ask the maid to prepare dinner."

Soon, the maid brought in a hearty and delicious dinner, and Morgan picked up a bowl of fish soup, feeding her with his own hands, "Darling, open your mouth, have some fish soup."

Willow’s stomach was indeed a bit hungry; she opened her mouth intending to eat but quickly smelled a fishy odor, making her feel like vomiting.