Want My Womb? I'll Make You Childless novel Chapter 125

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“Okay, I understand. I’ll be right back.”

Hearing the news, Clara’s voice trembled, her nerves, wound tight for so long, abruptly loosened, and her eyes burned.

The anxiety, guilt, and torment that had haunted her since Ryan slipped into a coma now surged through her veins as unutterable elation, coursing through her entire being.

She snapped her gaze up to meet Ethan’s, her heart, which had been weighed down by an impossible choice, now burst with clarity.

“Ethan, I can’t agree to your terms.”

Her tone was calm but fiercely resolute, her eyes devoid of any lingering hesitation.

The days of forced compromises and silent concessions had faded the instant Ryan had shielded her from the knife, in the long, dark nights he lay unconscious in the hospital bed.

She had never yearned for a gilded cage where she depended on someone else, but for freedom and peace of mind–things Ethan had never given her and never could.

Having said that, Clara didn’t bother to register Ethan’s reaction. She rose to her feet, ready to leave.

She couldn’t bear to stay another second. All she wanted was to rush to the hospital, to Ryan’s side, and watch him open his eyes with

her own two eyes.

“Clara, don’t you want to save Ryan Walker anymore?”

Ethan had no idea what the phone call had been about, but seeing the joy on Clara’s face, he figured Ryan had most likely woken up.

His handsome face was now marred by a dark look, his eyes swirling with anger and intense jealousy.

Here was his wife, in name only, showing a radiant smile he had never seen before, all for another man. How could he not be jealous! Clara didn’t break her stride, simply retorting coldly, her back still turned to him, “Ethan, there’s nothing between you and me except divorce. Nothing else is possible.”

The door slammed shut with a “bang,” cutting off Ethan’s view.

He abruptly swept his hand across the table, sending the expensive porcelain tea set crashing to the floor.

The sound of shattering porcelain was sharp and jarring, the fragments scattering like his shattered pride.

“Damn it!”

He cursed under his breath, his chest heaving, the darkness in his eyes almost solid.

How dare Clara refuse so decisively when Ryan Walker was on the brink of death, and their child was the only one who could save

him?!

“David!”

Ethan’s voice was filled with suppressed rage, enough to make anyone tremble even through a door.

“Sir.”

David Wilson, hearing the commotion, quickly pushed the door open. Seeing the mess on the floor and Ethan’s grim and terrifying

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expression, he barely dared to breathe.

“Investigate!”

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Ethan gritted his teeth.“Find out the background of the military doctor the army sent, the specific treatment plan for Ryan Walker, the truth of his condition–every detail. I don’t want to miss a thing!”

He knew exactly what a hereditary genetic disease entailed, and he refused to believe that Ryan Walker could escape danger so easily.

“Yes, Mr. Carter.” David didn’t dare delay, responding quickly before turning to leave and immediately arranging for people to

investigate.

Ethan was left alone in the bedroom. He stood up and slowly walked to the window, watching Clara’s car speed away, the jealousy and ferocity in his eyes growing more intense.

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In the hospital hallway, Clara almost ran all the way to the ward.

The sound of her heels hitting the floor was rapid and crisp, reflecting her urgent mood.

She could practically feel her heart pounding in her chest, each beat screaming Ryan Walker’s name.

The moment she pushed open the door to the hospital room, Clara’s pace slowed.

The room was eerily silent, save for the soft hum of the medical equipment.

The army medics had finished their treatment and were packing up their gear. Seeing Clara enter, the lead doctor nodded and gave her a “shush” gesture.

Understanding, Clara tiptoed to the bedside. Sunlight streamed through the window, gently illuminating Ryan’s face and washing away some of the pallor.

His brow was slightly unfurrowed, no longer pinched as it had been before. Long lashes cast faint shadows on his eyelids, and his breathing was steady and strong.

Clara held her breath, carefully sat down, and fixed her gaze on his face, not wanting to miss a single detail.

Lila was slumped by the bed, her small hand tightly clasped around Ryan’s fingers, her eyes glued to him, terrified of missing the moment he woke up.

Sensing Clara’s presence, Lila looked up,

her eyes still glistening with unshed tears, but a faint smile touched her lips. She

whispered, “Aunt Clara, the doctor said Daddy will wake up soon.”

Clara nodded, gently stroking Lila’s hair, her voice as soft as a whisper, “Yes, let’s wait a little longer.”

Just then, Ryan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Clara’s heart leaped in her chest. She held her breath, afraid to even exhale.

Lila noticed it too. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she excitedly whispered, “Daddy! Daddy!”

A few seconds passed, and then Ryan slowly opened his eyes.

They were deep, warm eyes, filled with a trace of confusion from just waking up. His gaze swept around the room before finally landing on Clara.

As he recognized the woman before him, the confusion gradually faded, replaced by a deep concern and tenderness, and a hint of relief

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that was hard to miss.

“Clara, I’m sorry for worrying you.”

His voice was raspy from just waking, but still clear enough for Clara to hear.

Clara couldn’t hold back any longer; her eyes welled up, and tears streamed down her face.

She quickly turned away, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, took a deep breath, and turned back, forcing a smile. “It’s good you’re awake. How do you feel? Is anything bothering you?”

Ryan looked at her reddened eyes, feeling a warmth in his heart, mixed with a pang of sympathy.

He wanted to raise his hand and touch her face, but found his arm still weak. He could only move his fingers slightly, his voice still hoarse as he said, “I’m okay. Sorry for making you worry.”

“Daddy!”

Lila threw herself into his arms, carefully hugging his arm, and choked out, “You scared me to death! Don’t ever do that again!”

Ryan’s heart softened. He gently patted her back and said softly, “I’m sorry, Lila. I didn’t mean to worry you. I won’t do it again.”

Benjamin tactfully retreated to the doorway, leaving the three of them alone.

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The room fell silent again, and Ryan’s gaze remained fixed on Clara’s face, filled with undisguised tenderness and affection.

Clara shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, a blush creeping up her cheeks. She quickly changed the subject, “The medic said your acute attack is under control now. You need to rest.”

Ryan nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on the faint redness at the corners of her eyes. He asked softly, “Is the Diane situation taken

care of?”

“Yes, Detective Chen should have already taken her away.”

Clara nodded, a flash of coldness crossing her eyes at the mention of Diane, but it was quickly replaced by concern. “You’re in this state, and you’re still worrying about that.”

“I was afraid you couldn’t handle it alone.”

Ryan looked at her, his tone sincere.“Thankfully, it’s all over now.”

A warmth spread through Clara’s chest, and a slight ache formed in her nose.

During her most difficult and helpless moments, Ryan had been there for her, shielding her from the storm, even willing to give his life

for her.

That bond had already taken root in her heart, growing into a towering tree.

She looked at Ryan’s pale but still handsome face and said earnestly, “Ryan, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I might have…”

“No need to thank me.”

Ryan interrupted her, his eyes full of longing.“Everything I’ve done for you, I’ve done willingly.”

Clara felt her heart race under his gaze, her cheeks growing warmer. She quickly looked away, focusing on the view outside the window.

The sunlight was perfect, streaming through the gaps in the leaves, creating dappled patterns of light and shadow, both warm and soothing.

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“Looks like things are improving.”

The door to the hospital room opened, and the doctor entered.

Clara quickly composed herself, standing up to ask, “Doctor, how is he doing now?”

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The doctor smiled.“Mr. Walker is recovering well. The acute attack is completely under control, and there’s no immediate danger to his

life.”

“However, the mutated gene in his system hasn’t been eradicated. It’s hereditary, and he’ll need long–term, close monitoring.”

“So… what about a cure?”

Clara thought about what Ethan had said before, and a sense of unease washed over her.

“Currently, a blood–related stem cell transplant remains the only way to achieve a full recovery.”

The doctor’s tone carried a hint of regret.“This treatment has only alleviated the acute symptoms. To completely eliminate the mutated gene, we still need to find a suitable blood relative for a stem cell transplant.”

“It would be best for him to recover at the Military Medical Center, I’ll go arrange his transfer.”

As she watched the doctor leave, Clara’s heart sank.

A suitable blood relative for a stem cell transplant?

Lila Walker wasn’t Ryan Walker’s biological child, and Ethan Carter and Lucas…

Was she really going to have to have another child with Ethan Carter to save Ryan Walker?

She looked at Ryan Walker, her eyes filled with concern.

“What’s wrong?”

Ryan Walker noticed Clara Bennett’s gaze and looked over.

Seeing Clara Bennett with a furrowed brow and a worried expression, his heart tightened, and he asked softly, “What are you thinking

about?”

Clara Bennett snapped out of it, shook her head, and forced a smile.“Nothing, just wondering how Chris Evans is doing.”

Ryan Walker saw through her pretense but didn’t press. When she wanted to tell him, she would.

He gently stroked Lila Walker’s back with one hand, and said softly, “Don’t think too much. Everything will be alright.”

Clara Bennett looked into his gentle eyes, and her heart warmed. She nodded.

She went to the bedside and sat down, holding the sobbing Lila Walker in her arms. She took Ryan Walker’s hand, feeling the warmth of his palm. The anxiety in her heart gradually dissipated, and she made a silent resolution.

If there really was no other way, she might have to go through IVF with Ethan one more time…

Ryan Walker’s gaze drifted to Clara Bennett’s hand clasped in his, a flicker of emotion crossing

eyes.

This was the first time she’d initiated holding his hand….

“Don’t worry, we’ll figure something out.”

Watching his calm demeanor, Clara felt her anxiety ease slightly.

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She nodded, whispering, “Okay, then you need to rest up and not think about anything.”

Ryan smiled faintly, his gaze lingering on her face, filled with a deep affection and reluctance.

Inside the police station interrogation room, the lights were stark and blinding.

Diane sat in the interrogation chair, her hair disheveled and her face as white as a sheet, a far cry from her usual elegance and

composure.

Despite Chris’s interrogation, she remained stubbornly defiant, refusing to confess.

“Officer, I swear, I’ve been framed!”

Diane’s voice trembled slightly as she spoke, “Anthony Parker’s recording shouldn’t be admissible as evidence. Who knows if he was bribed by Clara to deliberately frame me?”

“I never ordered anyone to hurt Linda!”

Chris stared at her feigned innocence, his eyes cold and unwavering.

“Diane, are you still trying to weasel your way out of this after everything?”

He tossed a stack of documents in front of her.“This is Anthony Parker’s full statement, detailing how you contacted him years ago, how you ordered Mr. Clark to cause the car accident, and how you threatened him afterward to keep his mouth shut.”

“This is the forensic report from the accident scene, and the evidence found there matches Parker’s testimony perfectly.” “And these,” he continued, “are the financial records showing your payments to Parker. Every single transaction is accounted for.” “You claim Parker and Clara Bennett are working together to frame you, but how do you explain these transfers?” “You didn’t think we couldn’t trace this money just because it passed through overseas accounts, did you?”

Diane trembled involuntarily as she stared at the series of bank statements.

She never imagined they would uncover all of this!

When did Clara Bennett start suspecting her?

How could she have been pushed this far?

“No… this isn’t real…”

Diane shook her head, her eyes unfocused, her voice wavering.

“You know the truth better than anyone,” Chris said sternly.

You bribed Anthony Parker to stage a car accident and harm Linda Bennett. That’s a fact. We’ve already submitted the evidence to the prosecutor’s office. You’ll be waiting for your trial in jail.”

Diane Bennett crumbled, her body slumping. She knew that further denials were futile; the evidence was enough to convict her.

“So what if I did it?”

“Why did Linda get to marry into the Bennett family?”

A flicker of understanding crossed Chris Evans’s eyes. He said sternly, “Explain. What really happened back then?”

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Diane took a deep breath and began to speak slowly,“Years ago, Richard and I… we made a mistake in a moment of weakness. I got pregnant.”

“Later, Linda found out about it. She divorced Richard and left the Bennett family with Clara.”

She paused, her eyes filled with resentment.“She left the Bennett family, but then she regretted it and agreed to talk with Richard!

“How could I just stand by and watch them get back together, making my daughter a bastard forever!”

“So, I found Anthony Parker. I gave him a large sum of money and told him to stage a car accident, to kill Linda…”

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She described in detail how she planned the accident, how she instructed Anthony to cause an accident on the road, and how she later threatened him to keep his mouth shut.

For so many years, this matter had weighed on her heart like a stone. Now that she had spoken it out loud, she felt a sense of relief, but also a deeper despair.

Chris listened, having the clerk record everything.

Once Diane finished, he picked up the statement and had her sign it to confirm its accuracy.

Diane stared at the contents of the statement, her hand shaking violently, but she still managed to sign her name, stroke by stroke.

The moment she finished signing, she seemed to lose all her strength, collapsing back into the interrogation chair, her eyes hollow, tears silently streaming down her face.

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