The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2040

Her belly was so big now that she couldn't do much on her own.

"Are you uncomfortable?"

Anthony asked softly as he blow-dried her hair.

"No."

Charlotte lounged comfortably against his chest, resting her round belly on a pillow. She placed her spread fingers over it. "Are you kidding me? Do you two want a spanking?"

As if hearing their mother's voice, the two little ones began squirming continuously.

A moment later, a tiny hand pressed outward, leaving the faint impression of a hand against her stomach, perfectly aligning with Charlotte's palm.

Oh, so they knew how to suck up now?

Seeing the baby's tiny hand, Charlotte's gaze softened immensely.

At 10:30 PM.

The false alarm finally blew over. The lights clicked off, and the entire villa fell silent.

The winter wind howled outside, rustling the trees and rattling the windows.

Charlotte wasn't sure how long she had been asleep when she felt an intense discomfort in her stomach.

It was different from the pain earlier; this time, there was a heavy, sinking sensation.

She reached down to touch the sheets. They were wet.

Her water had probably broken.

Charlotte frowned slightly, rolling over in Anthony's arms. Before she could even speak, the man was already awake, asking in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"I think it's time."

Charlotte pressed her lips together, doing her best to stay calm as she said evenly, "Let's go to the hospital."

Click—

The bedside lamp flared on. Seeing the girl's reaction, Anthony's eyes instantly went cold. He frantically started grabbing their things.

Then, he made the call, ordering Hans to prep the car.

The entire villa had just managed to fall asleep. Hearing that the Madam was actually going into labor this time, everyone scrambled out of bed once again.

"Don't be scared."

Anthony grabbed some clothes, clumsily trying to dress Charlotte while stammering out comforts. "It's okay, you're fine. Don't panic."

Thud—

The scarf slipped from his grasp. His hands were shaking as he reached down to pick it up.

At the exact same time.

The Gates and Blair families had just settled down when they were jolted awake by ringing phones.

"What? Lottie is going into labor?!"

Everyone's hearts leaped straight back into their throats as they rushed madly toward the hospital.

These troublesome little brats, putting their mother through so much agony. The second they were out, they needed a good spanking.

"Spank them," Patricia wholeheartedly agreed, her face dead serious. "Boys are tough. They can take a beating."

Her precious darling was suffering too much.

The media reporters, who had finally gone to bed, heard the commotion and immediately dragged themselves up.

Overtime and all-nighters to write the breaking news.

By 11:00 PM.

The hospital building was entirely locked down. Outside, lines of luxury cars filled the streets. Security personnel formed a tight perimeter around the hospital, keeping the media at bay.

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See you tonight.