My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 411

Seraphina stood up, intending to check on Little Bean.

The moment she rose, her vision went completely dark.

Stumbling forward, her knees slammed against the footboard of the bed as she collapsed.

Little Bean was in his crib, facing her direction.

He watched with his own eyes as Seraphina's body hit the ground with a heavy thud.

"Mommy!"

Hearing the commotion, Susan rushed out of the kitchen.

As she reached the second floor, she found Seraphina sprawled on the floor, her face deathly pale and her forehead glistening with cold sweat.

"Mrs. Langford! Mrs. Langford!"

Susan touched her forehead and gasped at the burning heat.

Little Bean's internal voice was practically screaming in panic. "Mommy! Susan, call Daddy! Hurry! Hurry up!"

He thrashed wildly in his crib, but lacking the strength to climb out, his little face flushed a deep crimson from the effort.

Through the hazy fog of her consciousness, Seraphina could hear Little Bean's frantic thoughts.

She grabbed Susan's wrist with surprising strength, her voice weak but stubborn. "Don't... don't tell Lucian... he needs to go back to Langford Manor to see Evie first..."

Little Bean was on the verge of tears. "Mommy, are you crazy? You're burning up with a 104-degree fever, stop trying to be tough! I won't allow this! Susan, make the call! I order you in the name of the Langford family's sixth-generation heir!"

But Susan could not hear his telepathic demands.

For the very first time, Little Bean truly understood the suffocating weight of despair.

He knew everything that was happening, but he was entirely powerless to voice it.

Large tears rolled down his plump cheeks.

Ultimately, Susan didn't dare hide the emergency.

She supported Seraphina back onto the bed while dialing Lucian's number.

Upon hearing that Seraphina had fainted, Lucian violently spun the steering wheel.

He whipped the car around at the nearest intersection and slammed his foot on the gas pedal.

Seraphina fluttered her eyes open in a daze, meeting Lucian's bloodshot gaze as she whispered weakly.

"Weren't you going to see Evie... why did you come back..."

"Seraphina Simmons, if you ever dare hide your illness from me again, I will..." His voice shook with raw anxiety.

It had been a long time since he had felt so utterly out of control.

God knew he had made a forty-minute drive in barely over ten minutes.

The entire way back, he was consumed by a suffocating terror that he might lose her.

"You'll do what?" Seraphina managed a faint, weak smile.

The threat died in Lucian's throat, replaced by a gesture of pure devotion.

He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against the back of her hand.

Watching the scene unfold, Little Bean's inner voice finally regained a sliver of strength.

"Daddy... thank you for coming back."