Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 511

Tristan held her hand, sat down on the edge of the bed, and turned to their mother. "Mom, what did the doctor say?"

"It was a threatened miscarriage. Thank God we got her here in time, and her cervix didn't dilate," Cora said, setting down the water glass and dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief.

"But she needs absolute bed rest to save the baby. She can't get out of bed for at least a week, and she cannot be subjected to any stress.

The doctor said she absolutely cannot handle any more major emotional swings, or she might not be so lucky next time."

Tristan nodded, patting Penelope's hand reassuringly without saying much.

He was already aware of the internet drama. Penelope had been stirring up trouble again, and he had just received a message from his contact at the social platform saying her account had to be muted again due to massive public backlash.

Seeing her recovering, he didn't want to tell her and risk triggering her all over again.

Xavier stood at the foot of the bed, staring at his daughter's pale face and the glaring IV tube in her hand, feeling as though boiling oil were being poured over his heart.

He had spent half his life in positions of power, navigating complex political landscapes with ease, yet he had never felt so utterly humiliated.

His daughter, the York Heiress, was lying in a hospital bed clinging to her pregnancy, while the man who should be taking responsibility for it was standing in a boardroom defending another woman.

And that woman was the one Xavier had personally promised resources to, personally arranged a divorce for, and who had ostensibly gone through with it.

The York family had sacrificed so much, yet they had gained absolutely nothing, leaving his daughter physically and emotionally shattered.

But if he wanted to publicly attack Madeline, he didn't have any real leverage.

She had kept her word and divorced him.

It had barely been a day or two since the divorce, so Quentin showing up to defend her could easily be brushed off as lingering attachment.

But Xavier couldn't shake this suffocating, nameless fury.

He had to force Quentin to accept this child. He had to force him to marry Penelope. He had to make sure the York family won this war.