Please Let Me Go, My Contracted Ex-Husband.-Chapter 274- keep your emotions

Albert rubbed his head painfully and then turned around to hug her, softly comforting her:

"Hey, hey, don’t cry, maybe it won’t happen this time..."

Although he spoke these words, his heart was already filled with joy. He had made up his mind that he wanted her to get pregnant. As for Olive, he had many regrets. He couldn’t wait for her to carry another child for him, so they could experience all the ups and downs together.

But, of course, he didn’t know that his attempt to comfort her only made her cry harder. She sobbed more intensely, shouting in anguish:

"Albert! These days are my dangerous period!"

She buried her little face into the pillow, so she couldn’t see the wide grin that had spread across his face. Of course, he was still pretending to maintain his calm, saying:

"Then what should we do? Worst-case scenario, we can use emergency contraception!"

Upon hearing this, she suddenly stopped crying. She quickly turned around, her big eyes filled with tears as she ordered him:

"Then go buy it for me right now!"

"Now? Immediately?"

He was about to lose his mind. The smile on his face hadn’t even faded when her words struck him like a lightning bolt. He had just said that casually to appease her, but this damn woman took him seriously, and now she was asking him to go out in the middle of the night to buy it?

But her eyes showed no sign of compromise. He had no choice but to keep coaxing her:

"The pill is effective within 72 hours. Can’t I buy it tomorrow morning?"

It was already late at night, and his foot was still injured. But when a woman gets stubborn, she can be unstoppable. His little woman had already forgotten about his injury and was pushing him with all her might.

"I don’t care, I don’t care! Go out and buy it for me right now!"

He had originally intended to scold her, but when he saw her large, dark eyes blinking rapidly, tears welling up, he had no choice but to raise both hands in surrender. He limped to get dressed, all the while silently calculating how to get her off his back.

However, her outburst made him realize something. Olive’s crying habit seemed to have been inherited from her—look at that expression she had just now, it was exactly like Olive. Maybe when she was little, she used to be a crybaby too, but now she rarely cried because she had developed strong self-control and kept it in check.

As he thought this, he put on his clothes and left the bedroom. Cynthia, watching him limp away, suddenly remembered that his foot had been burned. But then, her thoughts returned to the fact that he had just done that to her, and in frustration, she grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it hard.

A little while later, the sound of an engine starting came from outside. She groaned and then crawled back into the bed. By the time Albert came back, she had already nestled under the covers, half-asleep. He smiled smugly and poured some water before helping her sit up and feeding her the pill.

She was half-conscious, her little face scrunched up as she muttered in her sleep:

"I don’t want to have kids, I don’t want to have kids... when I was pregnant with Olive in Australia, it was so hard doing it alone..."

The smile on Albert’s face immediately disappeared. He held her tightly, his heart aching as he whispered:

"I’m sorry, Cynthia. I’ll never let you bear everything alone again. I’ll always be by your side, always... always..."

A month later, when Cynthia looked at the pregnancy test in her hands and saw the two bright red lines, her entire body trembled with anger. She felt dizzy, and the large bathroom echoed with her furious scream:

"Albert—"

Of course, that was a story for later. Heh.

When Bonnie woke up in the hospital, it was already the next morning. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was met with his somewhat weary face, and the worried expression in Mrs. Boston’s eyes beside him.

"Mom? What are you doing here?"

She struggled to sit up, but Mrs. Boston gently pressed her back down.

"Bonnie, don’t get up. Just lie down and take care of yourself!"

It turned out that Anna had caused a huge scene this time. Although James had shown some leniency, Albert, in his fury, had even involved the Danny family from Malaysia. Anna’s father, terrified, had sought help from Boston and Diago.

After hearing the full story, Diago was furious. He scolded Anna’s father harshly, saying that the Danny family had brought this upon themselves. How could they expect him to intervene on their behalf after nearly causing the death of one of his own children?

Diago, not in good health himself and still worried about the situation, had sent Mrs. Boston on a private jet to visit her. Bonnie felt guilty when she heard this. They were both so elderly, yet they had traveled all this way to check on her.

"I’m sorry, Mom, I’ve caused you so much worry."

Mrs. Boston took her hand with a loving smile and said:

"We’re family. No need to apologize. As long as you and the baby are safe, that’s all that matters."

James gently helped her sit up and leaned her back against the headboard, affectionately rubbing her head.

"Let’s eat first. After breakfast, we’ll go home!"

Although he had arranged a high-end hospital room for her, it was still not as comfortable as being at home. After all, all she needed to do was take her prenatal injections and medications on time. At home, he could bring his work back with him and take care of her at the same time.

She reached out to hold his warm hand, her eyes filled with guilt and regret.

"James, I..."

She choked on her words, unsure of what to say. How could she have been so stubborn in the past, thinking she didn’t love this man? Maybe she had already fallen in love with him long ago, but she just never had the courage to admit it. She had stubbornly believed that love couldn’t happen between people like them, whose relationship started based on mutual benefits.

But looking back, wasn’t her situation with Cynthia the same? In reality, how many instances of love at first sight are there in this world? How many love stories unfold in the slow, steady flow of time spent together?

Without spending time together, how could there be understanding? Without understanding, how could there be admiration? And without admiration, how could there be a willing and happy commitment? In fact, if she really wanted to leave him, she should have left long ago. There was no need to be trapped in the framework of marriage.

The reason she hadn’t left was probably because, deep down, she still couldn’t bear to.

He noticed the emotions in her eyes, the faint glimmer of tears. He intentionally let go of her hand and put on a serious face. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Didn’t the doctor say you need to keep your emotions under control? How come I never noticed you were this sentimental? Always crying over nothing!"

She felt a bit embarrassed by his words. Mrs. Boston, who was standing nearby, had a smile on her face as she watched the two of them. Bonnie could only glare at James and then quietly pursed her lips, allowing him to feed her the food.

They were so close that she could see his handsome face up close. She noticed the large dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep. Of course, when their eyes met, she also saw the deep affection in his gaze. As she gazed at him seriously.