Love Blooms In Prenups By Lydia Onions

Chapter 11 

“To be honest, it is my fault. We had a one–night stand, and she even got pregnant at such a young age. I can imagine how helpless she must have felt to decide to abort the baby. Regardless of whether someone sent her to get to me, I won’t allow her to leave me since she was the one who got close to me first,” he mused. 

With a possessive look on his face, the man sat down on the bed and placed his hand on her belly over the blankets. 

“Babies. She’s carrying babies. Furthermore, there are two of them,” he thought, as a tender expression crossed his face without him realizing. 

“In my 28 years of life, I never thought I would have a family with a wife and children one day. It doesn’t seem too bad, he mused. 

However, he furrowed his beautiful brows after a while. “Things are not looking good right now. I haven’t even found the mastermind who schemed against me that night. After all, I’m a prominent figure and have continuously held power and the lives of others in my hands, so lots of people want to find my weakness and destroy me. I wonder if it is the right choice to find her now and allow her to continue carrying the two babies. I also have special feelings for her. Although we have only met three times, she’s already left a deep impression in my mind,” he thought. 

Maverick stayed for 15 minutes in the room before turning to leave. 

Meanwhile, Melody slept soundly and only woke up due to hunger. 

Upon opening her eyes, she saw an entirely white and empty room. She still had not fully regained her senses: 

“No, this is not the hospital. I don’t smell the pungent smell of disinfectants,” she wondered as she sat up while bearing the pain. 

“Where am I?* 

Before she could ponder further, she heard sounds from the doorway. Raising her small, gorgeous face, Melody looked 

over. 

“Miss, you’re awake. Stanny said that you would awaken at night around this time when Mr. Rick brought you here.” 

The maid placed the nutritious meal on the table before helping Melody tidy up. 

“Where am I? Who is Mr. Rick? Who is Stanny?” Melody asked a string of questions. 

“This is Mr. Rick’s Cloud Mansion. Stanny is Mr. Rick’s capable assistant, Stanley Carney.” 

Upon speaking of Maverick, the maid’s eyes lit up, and an expression of awe formed on her face. 

Cloud Mansion was the most expensive mansion district in Avenport. Even if one had money, they still could not live there if they had no prominent status and power. 

Coincidentally, Mr. Rick, whom the maid was referring to, had both status and power. 

“It’s him!” she realized when she recalled that the person who brought her away had a ‘rick‘ in his name. 

“I want to see Mr. Rick.” 

“Mr. Rick? Mr. Rick is very busy, so you can’t meet him anytime you want. I have worked in this mansion for a year, but I have seen Mr. Rick less than ten times in total,” the maid replied with a dreamy look. 

Seeing that the maid did not go to inform others of her request, Melody instantly decided to get off the bed.. 

“No, Ms. Tullin, you’re pregnant. Dr. Cole said you need to stay in bed and rest, so don’t get up.” 

Anxious that something would happen to Melody, the maid hurriedly pressed her back onto the bed. 

“Let go of me. Idon’t know where I am. I want to go home.” 

“This is Avenport. Mr. Rick is the CEO of Mills Corporation. Even the leaders of this country need to treat him with respect. Don’t worry, Ms. Tuffin.” 

However, Melody could not care less about his identity, nor did she fear him. She only wanted to leave this foreign place. 

“Tell him to come here. If not, let me go.” 

Realizing Melody’s attitude was resolute, the maid could only contact the butler, Felix, and tell him about the situation. 

While she waited, Melody did not speak a word or eat a bite. She only lay on the bed and stared outside the windows. 

Around half an hour later, two people walked into the master bedroom. 

Melody looked over when she heard the sound. The man standing in front wore an elegant black suit and was extremely eye–catching. 

“He’s really handsome. At least, he is the most handsome man I have seen in my life,” she thought. 

Chapter 11 

Melody clenched the bedsheet as her face darkened. 

“So what if he is handsome? He still took my virginity,” she fumed internally. 

Staring at the petite woman lying on his bed, Maverick raised his eyebrows slightly. “Her complexion looks better now compared to when she was still sleeping,” he mused. 

He did not know it was because Melody was angry. 

Maverick walked over directly and sat down on the side of the bed without dodging her gaze. 

“I heard that you wanted to see me, right?” 

The moment Maverick started speaking, Melody heard his mellow, baritone voice, alluring and pleasant to the ears. 

If those unhappy incidents had not happened between them, she would be full of praise for such a young and handsome. 

man. 

“I want to go back.” 

Frowning, Maverick replied, “We’ll talk about this when you have recovered.” 

“How dare you all go against the law and imprison me. I will sue you!” 

Maverick looked at how Melody scrunched up her face, flushed with anger, as she barked vicious words at him with a gentle 

voice. 

Instead of becoming furious, he was amused. “Sue me? This girl is interesting. No wonder she caught my eye. I haven’t met such a brave person for a long time, and she’s only a woman in her early twenties,” he thought. 

“You can sue me after you have recovered. Eat the nutritious meal, and after you’re fine, you can go anywhere you want.” 

Sucking in a deep breath, Melody warned, “If you still won’t allow me to leave, I can only call the police. You look like a prominent figure, so I don’t think you want to get involved in such a scandal. Right, rapist?” 

The arrogant Maverick immediately burst out laughing upon hearing her naive words. 

“That will only happen if someone is courageous enough. Come and eat some food first,” he suggested while grabbing the food that had been heated beside him. Scooping up a spoonful of oatmeal, he blew on it before feeding it to Melody. 

However, she shoved his hand away, and the spoon landed on the floor. 

Maverick creased his forehead, but he stayed silent as he stood up when he noticed her pale face. 

The maid and Stanley, especially, were shocked. “I have worked for him for so long, but I have never seen him serve others. Besides, the other party treated him so rudely. The last person who treated him so rudely is long dead! Now, our Mr. Rick is holding a spoon and gently coaxing a girl to eat. If the others see this scene, they will be dumbstruck,” Stanley thought in 

disbelief 

The maid regained her senses and hurriedly swept the mess away. 

After the help left the room, Melody looked at Maverick, her face ashen. “T–That wasn’t on purpose,” she stuttered. 

Maverick knew she was afraid, so he flashed her a smile and did not say anything. He grabbed another spoon and schooled his face into his usual aloof expression. 

“Eat. You need to eat to have the energy to go against me.” 

Melody had not eaten after waking up. Maybe it was because pregnant women get hungry faster, Maverick’s voice was too alluring, or she felt apologetic for making a mess. 

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