Infatuated with my Ex-wife novel Chapter 66

Edward would definitely make these annoying reporters pay a heavy price for their mistakes. Otherwise, he could not be called a Wilson!

"As thanks for everyone's 'kind' concern, rest assured that you will be repaid bountifully. This concludes today's press conference. Now, move aside if you still value your lives!" Edward yelled.

Edward's face was scrunched into an intimidating scowl. The reporters held their breaths in fear because they could feel his anger.

Nobody dared to speak. After all, their jobs were more important, and they knew when to stop.

"Mr. Wilson's press conference is over, and you may take your leave. In addition, please learn to treat others with some respect, lest you want to be known as rude reporters."

Lily was the one who spoke, for she couldn't stand to watch as her boss got humiliated. How did he feel? Moreover, she trusted her boss.

"We certainly don't want to be called rude reporters. The scoop we have today will surely make the headlines. Let's go."

The person who spoke was none other than the reporter who started the barrage of questions. He was hired to stir up trouble, and he didn't need to linger any longer since his job was done.

After all, Eric had only ordered him to stall for a short while.

A cruel smile appeared on Eric's face as he watched things play out from the upper floors. Everything went according to his plan. He was the spider, and Edward was the unassuming prey he had caught in his web.

Eric wanted to make him lose both his lover and his assets.

He simply wanted to see Edward waist-deep in such a mess, pained and helpless. Yes, it would be delightful indeed.

Perverted as he was, Eric specialized in torturing others and found great pleasure in it.

Edward drove away in a hurry after his speech, anxious to see Irene. Nobody knew just how many traffic laws he had broken on his way there.

Edward tried his best to protect Irene from hurt ever since she became his responsibility, yet she had still gotten hurt. Consumed with guilt, he could only turn his anger on himself.

All he had ever wanted was to shield her from pain, but instead, his very own actions had hurt her. He couldn't bear such guilt.

Things didn't always go the way he wanted.

Irene was the person that he wanted to protect for the rest of his life. Yet, she was now giving birth to his child prematurely as a result of stress. Edward finally understood that there were some things that even he couldn't solve.

He recalled the time he joked with Irene about it, and he could only laugh at his own naivety. The time had finally come for him to eat his own words.

Edward would let himself be hurt twice as bad if it meant taking away her pain, and it killed him to know that his own carelessness had resulted in her suffering. If only he could somehow suffer in her place.

However, nobody could suffer in behalf of others. Perhaps it meant that one needed to build their strength to live.

As such, one had to be strong enough to accept it when things went awry. Now, Edward had to face the dreaded results of his actions.

"Mum, how is she? Is her life in danger?" Edward asked. He had rushed all the way to the hospital, impatient in his conquest to see Irene.

Irene's complexion was pale, colour all drawn away from her lips. She looked very weak, and her body temperature was the only sign she was still alive. It was a distressing sight.

Edward gently stroked Irene's delicate face as he spoke, deep remorse in his gaze. Seeing her like this mad him feel even more guilty.

"Edward, Irene just gave birth to a girl prematurely. The doctor said that she's still unconscious as a result of stress, but she'll be fine," Claudia said sadly.