Mr Billionaire's Regret Chasing His Irresistible Wife (Jared and Arielle) novel Chapter 89

(ARIELLE'S POV)

I walked into the house, exhausted from a long day at the academy. All I craved for at that point was a light lunch and a long nap. But as I entered the kitchen, a sudden pain struck me in my abdomen.

"Ah!" I gasped, clutching my stomach.

What was that? I thought, suddenly panicky. Was it labor? I know I was in my ninth month, but I was not due for delivery until the end of the month and today was just day 15.

The pain hit again, more intense this time, and I doubled over. Oh God, something's over.

I limped to the living room, grabbed my handbag, and fumbled for my phone. My fingers trembled as I dialed Dwayne's number.

"Please pick up, please pick up," I chanted.

"Dwayne!" I exclaimed, relief washing over me when he answered.

"Arielle, what's up?"

"I... I'm in pain, I don't know, but it hurts so much. My abdomen, waist–"

"What? Where are you?" He asked, his voice urgent.

"I'm at home. I–"

"Damnit! I'm about to board my flight."

“Sorry, I forgot..." I paused, the pain overwhelming me.

"You know what? Stay calm, and I'll be there shortly."

The line went dead.

I collapsed on the couch, spreading my legs apart as my abdomen and waist throbbed with pain.

Please hurry, Dwayne.

Thirty agonizing minutes passed before I heard the doorbell. I struggled to stand, but Dwayne burst in, sweating profusely.

"Arielle," he rushed to my side.

"It's worse now," I panted.

He scooped me up in his arms and rushed out of the house. Placing me in the backseat and ensuring I was comfortable, he got behind the wheel and zoomed off to the hospital.

In the emergency room, after we arrived, the doctor explained the cause of my condition after inspecting me.

"You've gone into premature and forced labor. We need to inject you with an oxytocin injection to make your cervix dilate faster so you can put to bed ."