The Contracted Ever After (Cordelia and Ronan) novel Chapter 340

Cordelia was in unbearable discomfort.

She dialed up Tristi.

"Where are you?" Cordelia asked, her forehead beading with sweat.

"Mrs. Evans, I’m stuck in traffic. Can you walk to the park entrance? They don’t allow vehicles inside," Tristi suggested.

"But I..." Cordelia struggled to get up, and her stomach pain made it impossible.

"What’s wrong?" Tristi heard the strain in Cordelia’s voice and quickly asked, "I’ll call Mr. Evans. Hang on."

After ending the call with Cordelia, Tristi dialed up Ronan.

"Mr. Evans, Mrs. Evans is at Central Park, and she's in a bad way. She can barely speak."

Ronan swallowed hard. "I know. I’m on my way."

He figured that Cordelia had probably wanted to clear her head.

Ronan could only think of one place where she might’ve gone to, Central Park.

He was almost there.

...

Cordelia’s face was a ghostly white. She tried to curl up in an attempt to ease the pain.

A janitor, noticing her distress, asked, "Ma'am, do you need help?"

"Could you... could you help me out of the park? My family... they're waiting for me outside."

"You're about to give birth, aren't you?" The janitor noticed Cordelia’s pants were wet. Her water had broken.

"How could this be?" Cordelia panicked. She was still a month away from her due date.

She thought she had been handling her emotions well recently. Nothing should have triggered early labor.

Even though Leila had revealed Ronan's past affair with Deanna, it wasn’t enough to send her into premature labor.

It must have been Samantha. Her words must have been the final straw for Cordelia.

Cordelia squeezed her palm. “Samantha!"

Despite her pain, Cordelia managed to make it to the entrance of the park.

Just as Ronan's car pulled up.

"Sir, your wife is about to give birth. You need to get her to a hospital immediately."

Ronan frowned. She was supposed to have more time before the babies came. This was premature labor!