the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart

Chapter 452: This might be his only child, how could a man not be nervous (request for monthly ticket)

The baby-faced man, startled, hurriedly dropped the food in his hand and ran over, anxiously asking, "What happened to Delphine?"

Ignatius Leclair, holding the unconscious woman who was now nothing but skin and bones, looked at Desmond Wood with eyes as sharp as knives and coldly barked, "Get out of the way. Go call the doctor."

Desmond, taken aback by Ignatius’s harsh tone, didn’t have time to argue and quickly shouted for a doctor.

Delphine was sent into the emergency room. The moment she was wheeled in, Ignatius dispatched someone to investigate the events leading up to the incident with a stern face.

Melody Cloud, following behind, saw that Delphine Carter had indeed fainted, and dared not stay. She hurriedly left with her bodyguards.

Dongzi, who had been keeping watch outside, reported swiftly with sharp eyes, "Master Leclair, Miss Leah has secretly fled."

Ignatius’s gaze suddenly turned icy, his thin lips pressed together, his expression revealing a trace of ruthless coldness.

When Delphine awoke, she opened her eyes to see a group of men surrounding her bed, all looking over simultaneously.

Leah Cloud was the first to speak, joyfully saying, "Delphine, how are you feeling?"

A bit confused, she blinked her eyes and hoarsely asked, "What happened to me?"

She only remembered being pushed by Melody.

The room fell into an eerie silence. Ignatius Leclair, usually with an expressionless ice-cold face, couldn’t maintain his composure. Amid the murderous gazes of Leah and Desmond, he stepped forward, suppressing a faint joy, and solemnly said, "You’re pregnant, Delphine."

Over a month, the child was naturally his.

The man’s eyes were as deep as the sea. He hadn’t expected to have a child again in this lifetime, yet now not only did he have one, but perhaps this child could be the turning point between him and Delphine.

If Leah hadn’t been present, he would have long driven everyone else out, to avoid endangering his woman and child. As for Melody, a cold light flashed in Ignatius’s eyes.

Delphine was so shocked by the news that she trembled all over. She closed her eyes for a moment, then opened them again and hoarsely asked, "How far along is the baby?"

"Over a month," Leah replied, both joyful and worried, "you were bumped, and the fetus is a bit unstable. You need to stay in the hospital to stabilize the pregnancy. Delphine, focus on nurturing your pregnancy; we’ll take care of everything else."

The arrival of the child was joyous, but the child’s identity brought some complications.

Leah glanced at the young genius of the Leclair Family, who seemed almost otherworldly. He was determined not to let his daughter suffer; the child belonged to their family, and if the Leclair Family wanted something, it depended on Delphine’s will.

Thinking about his only daughter being unmarried and pregnant, Leah’s once appreciation and fondness for Ignatius Leclair vanished, now seeing nothing but dissatisfaction.

No one would be happy seeing their precious daughter being taken, no matter how celebrated or wealthy the partner might be.

Delphine instinctively placed her hand on her abdomen; she had suffered from pregnancy before. It had been truly difficult; during that time she walked mountain roads carrying Leah, avoiding assassins. That child was so well-behaved, knowing they were on the brink of life and death, leaving silently without a sound until the very end when the pain became utterly unbearable.

Delphine’s complexion turned unusually pale. Her fingers subconsciously clenched the sheet beneath her as she closed her eyes and softly said, "I want to be alone for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Ignatius, unusually tense, softly replied, "The doctor said your health is poor, and you can’t afford a miscarriage; not being able to conceive again is minor, but it would harm your body."

This might be his only child, so how could Ignatius not be anxious?