The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 1004

Chapter 1004 She has to find a way to save herself

The bodyguards looked at each other and sighed. "Mr. Callahan should be back at noon. You can tell him then."
They just follow orders and did what they were told, so Mavis knew that it was useless to talk to them.
With a bang, she closed the door of the ward angrily, and walked to the window to bask in the sun.
At noon, Anthony really came again.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mavis standing by the window. He didn't know how long she stood there, and walked over slowly to help her.
"You said that the ultraviolet rays are strong. Too much sun exposure is not good, and standing for a long time is not good. Go to bed and lie down."
Mavis was limp and weak, and he was still pulling her to lie on the hospital bed.
The porridge on the bedside table was completely cold, but Mavis didn't eat a bite of it.
Anthony looked a little annoyed. "You keep saying you care about the baby, but you don't even eat breakfast. Why bother your body? If you're unhappy, you can vent your anger on me."
He took the cold porridge away, sent it outside the door, and asked the bodyguard to take it to the hospital cafeteria to help heat it up before bringing it back.
Mavis sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him coldly. "Where's my phone?"
"I took it."
She stretched out her hand. "Give it back to me."
Anthony was indifferent. "Before you give birth safely, it's better to use less your mobile phone. It has radiation, which is not good for the baby."
Mavis knew he was making excuses, but was even more surprised by the meaning of his words.
"Anthony, do you want to lock me up in this ward until I give birth? Why do you restrict my freedom?"
His expression was very calm. "This is for your own good. You're malnourished during pregnancy and you often do physical work in the manor. Now that you're months away from giving birth, you must rest well."
"Then why do you confiscate my mobile phone and cut off my contact with the outside world? What is the difference between this and imprisonment!?"
Being emotional, she pinched the back of Anthony's hand tightly. Her fingernails dug into his flesh, and there were bloodstains from her pinch.
Anthony didn't seem to feel the pain, but just let her pinch.
"If you want to understand it this way, it's not impossible."
Covering the guilt in his dark blue eyes, he continued, "This is... a small punishment for running away from home a while ago. I'll send a nursing worker to take care of you 24 hours a day. If you want to see me, tell the bodyguards. I'll come over as soon as possible."
Mavis' eyes were red with anger.
"Why do you? Why do you do this to me?!"
"Since I'm your legal husband, I'm only considering your physical condition to make the most suitable pregnancy plan for you."
"Imprisonment is imprisonment, but you say it in a grand way!"
Anthony averted his eyes, and retracted the back of his hand, which was covered in bloodstains. "If you insist on accusing me maliciously, I have nothing to say. In short, I have a clear conscience."
Knock Knock Knock--
The bodyguard was carrying hot porridge and knocked on the door.
Anthony got up to take the porridge himself.
The temperature was just right, very palatable. He scooped up a spoonful of it, and coaxed in a soft tone, "Be good. Eat at least half a bowl. You can't be short of nutrition."
Mavis stared at him bitterly, pursed her lips tightly, and refused to open her mouth.
Anthony gradually turned cold and impatient. "If you don't eat, I'll take the baby away when the baby is born, and quietly give the baby to someone else to raise, so that you'll never see your baby."
"Anthony! Don't go too far!"
She gritted her teeth again, on the verge of emotional breakdown.
Anthony sighed, and brought the porridge spoon to her lips. "Open your mouth and eat."
Facing the coercion, she could only open her mouth and obediently ate the porridge that Anthony gave her.
After she had more than half of a bowl of porridge, Anthony's expression eased a lot. "From now on, you must eat obediently like this. I'll arrange a special nutritionist to make pregnancy meals for you. Take care of your body, so that you'll have strength when you give birth in the future. And it will be smoother."
Although she knew that he was caring about her, she found it difficult to accept this coercive way.
After clearing away the porridge bowl, he gently instructed, "Take care. Call me if you need anything, and I'll do my best to meet it."
"I just want to be free."
Anthony was silent for a while before answering, "I'll give you back your freedom, but only after you give birth."
"After giving birth, I have to go back to Callahan Residence with you. This is not the freedom I want."
Anthony stopped answering and left with the porridge bowl.
Mavis picked up the pillow and threw it at his back.
"I hate you, Anthony. I really hate you."
He stopped and turned his head blankly. "Just hate me. There's no hate without love. Whether you want to mock me or take revenge on me, you have to take care of your body first."
After speaking, he strode away.
She was the only one left in the cold ward.
Even the air was filled with a sense of helplessness.
But Mavis didn't lose her mind because of this, and she quickly realized that she was now tightly restrained by Anthony.
There were no relatives around to rely on, only Lyra and Ella.
She had to find a way to break through.
Putting her hands on her belly, she only thought for less than a second before rejecting her first thought.
Absolutely she must not confess the child's true identity to Anthony!
Once he knew that the child was his, she couldn't leave, and she would never be able to get rid of him.
She didn't love him anymore, and she didn't want to love him anymore.
She was so tired, and all she wanted to do now was to run away so Anthony can never find them.
What should she do to break through the current passive situation?
...
Coming out of the ward, Anthony went to the smoking room of the hospital.
Lighting a cigarette, he was exhaling and inhaling. Even the air was silent.
His azure blue pupils were like a bottomless pool. Although people can't know what he was thinking, they can feel that he was in a bad mood.
Standing by the door of the smoking room, Kane cautiously advised, "Mr. Callahan, Mrs. Callahan and the baby cannot smoke second-hand smoke. It will affect them. Do you want to... quit smoking for a few months?
Anthony paused with his fingertips as he sipped his cigarette, and stubbed it out in the ashtray expressionlessly.
"Yes, she is not in good health. Pregnant women cannot smell alcohol and tobacco."
He sniffed his collar, and it seemed that he had a bit of tobacco smell.
"Go and drive. Go back to my residence first."
He needed to take a shower, change into clean clothes and go to see Mavis.
In the evening, Anthony came to the ward again with dinner.
He blew the nutritional soup to cool down, and fed it into Mavis's mouth by himself.
Mavis didn't resist and didn't mock, but obeyed like a marionette. But when she looked at Anthony, the light in her eyes was missing.
Anthony hadn't seen her behave so well for a long time, and he gently stroked her head.
"It would be nice if you're always so obedient."
Mavis's face was cold, her hands under the quilt were clenched tightly, and her heart was chilling to the bone.
He really... just needed an obedient and well-behaved accessory.
Anthony didn't know what she was thinking, and took a tissue to help her wipe her mouth, like a good husband who cared for everything.
"What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll ask the nutritionist to make it for you."
"Whatever."
"If you don't have any ideas, I'll ask the nutritionist to follow a week of healthy recipes and make them for you in different ways."
"Um."
She responded indifferently but alienated.
One sat by the head of the bed and the other sat on the edge of the bed.
The distance was obviously very close, but they seemed to be separated by a gap as deep as the sea.
Anthony knew that she was unhappy, so he said to her directly, "I hope you'll trust me once that letting you nourish the fetus in the hospital is for your own good. I've said I'll forget about what happened to you, and I'll raise this child well, and I will."
Mavis snorted coldly.
She didn't want to mock him at first, but she couldn't help but want to do that.
"Are you almost moved by your high-sounding words? But don't say them in the future. I feel disgusted now."