Deliver My Husband's Illegitimate Heir Novel by Claire Lee _ Novel





Deliver My Husband's Illegitimate Heir Chapter 01

Catherine Stone was widely recognized within the elite circle as the "Miracle Doctor."
Yet, she was about to have the tendons in her hands severed by her own husband, Sebastian Black, simply because she refused to deliver his mistress's baby.
"Vivian destroyed my family and put my sister in the ICU... yet you're forcing me to save my sworn enemy?"
Sebastian's tone held no warmth whatsoever.
"That is my child, and I cannot allow anything to happen to him."
"Either you get on that operating table now, or I pull the plug on your sister's oxygen immediately."
For the sake of her sister, Catherine held back her tears and performed the surgery.
But when the operation was over... her sister died anyway.
It was all because Vivian couldn't accept the scar on her belly when she woke up.
"This stitching is so ugly! Catherine must have done it on purpose to spite me. I want her to pay!"
Pushed beyond her limits, Catherine tried to take Vivian to court.
Only to find that Sebastian had secretly destroyed all the evidence she had painstakingly collected.
With nowhere left to turn, she dialed her nemesis's number:
"Help me. Name your price."
...
The icy floor tiles bit painfully into her knees as Catherine was pinned to the ground by two men in black, the pressure nearly crushing her shoulder blades.
A sharp dagger hovered dangerously before her eyes.
Directly beneath the gleaming blade lay her right hand.
Catherine was the industry's acclaimed "Miracle Doctor."
Her hands could bring the dying back to life; countless patients sentenced to death by fate had been pulled back from death's door by these very hands.
Yet now, someone intended to destroy them.
The man sat on the leather sofa with a cold, stern expression, an unlit cigar clamped loosely between his fingers.
On the large screen behind him was the surveillance feed from the ICU.
Her sister lay there, tubes covering her body, while several bodyguards ignored the medical staff's protests and aggressively approached the hospital bed.
"Catherine, I'll give you two choices: either you get on the operating table now and deliver Vivian's baby,"
He paused, his eyes turning vicious.
"...or I pull your sister's oxygen tube right now."
No one would have guessed that the man before her was Catherine's own husband, the man who held all of Kingston in the palm of his hand—Sebastian.
To force her to deliver Vivian's baby, he had gone so far as to use her sister's life as leverage.
Catherine felt cold to the bone. A scarlet tide of hatred surged in her eyes as she glared fixedly at Sebastian.
"Sebastian... how could you do this to me?"
"You know perfectly well that she is carrying your child—my husband's child!"
"And the only reason my sister is lying in the ICU right now is because of Vivian's illegal street racing!"
"There is bad blood between us that can never be washed away."
"Her difficult labor is karma... yet you're forcing me to operate on my sworn enemy?"
Half a month ago, Catherine's sister had gone out for a morning run, only to be struck down by Vivian, who was recklessly racing her car. She had been lying in the ICU in a coma ever since.
She had taken Vivian to court with irrefutable evidence.
To her shock, the case was abruptly dismissed due to "insufficient evidence."
Unwilling to accept defeat, she tried to appeal, only to find herself immediately suspended from her position at the hospital.
But today, the hospital had suddenly summoned her for an emergency surgery.
It turned out that the fetus in Vivian's womb was in a critical state. Aside from Catherine, no surgeon in the entire city dared to touch the case.
The moment she realized the patient was Vivian, she refused on the spot.
She never expected what followed.
The very next second, she was forcibly kidnapped and dragged here.
It wasn't until she laid eyes on Sebastian that she truly understood.
No wonder Vivian could get away with the hit-and-run scot-free.
No wonder no lawyer dared to accept her lawsuit, and even the hospital had warned her off.
All of this was because Vivian had Sebastian—Catherine's own husband—backing her up.
"Catherine, time is running out!"
Sebastian's sharp voice snapped Catherine back to reality.
"You know that is my child. I cannot let anything happen to him."
Sebastian crouched down before her, bringing his face level with hers, his voice ice-cold.
"You wouldn't want your sister to die because of you, would you?"
A sudden, overwhelming sense of absurdity washed over Catherine.
The perpetrator who had put her sister in the ICU, leaving her fighting for her life, was the person she hated most in this world.
Yet now, her own husband was forcing her to deliver the illegitimate child of that very enemy with her own hands.
Suddenly, Emily Stone—who had woken up at some point—let out heart-wrenching cries for help.
Catherine trembled violently—not from fear of the dagger before her, but because of her sister's perilous situation on the screen.
She tried to look up, but a man in black ruthlessly forced her neck down until her forehead nearly touched the floor. She could only squeeze a broken plea through her gritted teeth: "Sebastian... please... let her go..."
"Sebastian, you promised me a favor once. Now, I want you to spare my sister."
Three years ago, in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city, Sebastian had been covered in wounds and on the brink of death. She had risked her life to drag him out of the inferno and performed emergency debridement through the night.
When he woke, he gripped her hand, his gaze burning and solemn: "Dr. Stone, words cannot express my gratitude. If you ever need anything in the future, I, Sebastian, would walk through fire to grant you one request."
Yet the Sebastian before her now had eyes as cold as ice, as if he had completely forgotten that past.
"Catherine, you have one minute left. Whether your sister's oxygen tube in the ICU stays connected depends entirely on you."
The light in Catherine's eyes shattered into dust, leaving only boundless despair. She bit her lower lip so hard the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth, and finally forced out the words.
"Fine. I'll deliver Vivian's baby."

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