Chapter 257 If You're Pregnant, Just Have the Baby
Two days later, the kids swung by to see Lola.
Charlotte was the one who greeted them.
Frederick was chilling on the sofa in the VIP ward, casually flipping through some papers.
Lola was beaming with pride.
Her father was exceptionally handsome, and her mother was stunningly beautiful.
The jealous looks from the kids made Lola feel like she was on top of the world!
The kids all brought gifts.
Johnny handed her a lollipop, and she planned to split it with her dad.
The ward got quiet, and Lola dozed off.
Charlotte whispered, "Frederick, you seem off today!"
Frederick gave a faint smile. "How am I off?"
He set the papers aside and pulled her down to sit. "From now on, just call me Frederick! Charlotte, don't be so distant with me anymore!"
Charlotte leaned on his shoulder, going with the flow.
She asked softly, "Was that your idea to have the kids come to visit?"
Frederick's eyes were intense.
After a bit, he said softly, "Yeah, I set it up! Didn't you see how happy Lola was? She's in so much pain. Isn't it good to make her smile?"
Charlotte couldn't argue with that!
Frederick smiled faintly. He didn't mention he'd already met Johnny's dad.
In the future, Johnny would be in the same school and class as Lola because he had a rare blood type!
They chatted a bit more and inevitably brought up Katherine.
Frederick paused for a moment.
He took a sip of water, drank half of it slowly, and said in a calm voice, "Last night, I had dinner with the prosecutor. He said that the crimes Katherine committed while she was conscious, combined with several heinous incidents, are enough to warrant the death penalty!"
Charlotte didn't respond.
Katherine deserved it!
After being busy for many days, she gently massaged him. After a while, he caught her slender wrist and said softly, "It's been so long. I finally get to enjoy a bit of your tenderness!"
Charlotte smiled faintly.
Her smile was serene and beautiful.
Frederick, who had been tense for days, finally relaxed. At this moment, he couldn't help but be a bit tempted. He lowered his head to kiss her, enclosing her lips with intense tenderness.
Charlotte resisted a bit. They were in a hospital with people coming and going, after all.
Her voice was broken. "Frederick, someone might see us!"
Frederick's whole body was heated.
He was in a state like he had just come out of a stress period, needing to release.
Making love was the best way.
He leaned over, locked the ward door, then hugged Charlotte's slender waist and led her to a small room inside, kissing her as they walked, with a bit of a wolfish intensity.
Charlotte fell at the foot of the bed.
The bed was small, only 4 feet wide.
Lola was sleeping outside, and they had to be quiet and not make any noise.
Charlotte bit her lip to endure.
Frederick leaned close to her neck, his voice low and hoarse. "Call me Frederick! Charlotte, I want to hear you call me that!"
Charlotte was very obedient, her eyes filled with passion.
She was finally overwhelmed by him, biting his neck and continuously calling his name in a hoarse voice, "Frederick, Frederick."
Everything ended.
Charlotte lay in his arms, whispering, "You didn't..."
Frederick, resting his head on his arm, glanced at her and lightly brushed her cheek. "If you get pregnant, it would be perfect to give Lola a little brother or sister!"
Charlotte didn't say anything.
Her slender fingers traced lazy patterns on his skin.
After a bit, he grabbed her hand, his voice all husky. "What do you mean by that? Spill it!"
Charlotte was about to answer when a knock came from outside.
She blushed.
Frederick kissed her, got out of bed, and started dressing. "It's probably Chloe! I'll handle it!"
He moved quickly, not looking tired at all.
Charlotte couldn't help but think, 'He's not that young anymore. where does his remarkable stamina came from?'
Frederick seemed to read her mind and pinched her chin. "Mrs. Hawkins, you've been starving me for too long!"
Charlotte didn't dare to push further.
When Frederick went out, he thoughtfully closed the door behind him.
Opening the ward door, it was indeed Chloe, holding a thermos.
"Mom made some porridge." She peeked in and whispered, "Is Lola sleeping?"
Frederick nodded.
Chloe came in, bent down to kiss Lola's face, and stared at her for a long time.
The Devereux family genes were strong!
Lola looked a lot like Charlotte, but also like that person.
She was lost in thought.
Frederick leaned on the sofa, looking a bit lazy. He casually flipped through some documents and hummed, "If you really like him, just marry him! He's much older than you, and when he dies, you can take his money and find someone young and handsome."
Chloe was sullen and didn't respond.
She knew in her heart that Frederick was still mad at her.
Frederick had promised not to interfere, but he couldn't help himself. "Learn from Charlotte. Be decisive! Since there's no future with Andrew, why don't you meet the people Mom introduced to you?"
Chloe was quite afraid of him.
She only dared to make a small excuse. "I have to work. I'm very busy!"
Frederick sneered, "Just those few third-rate magazines?"
Chloe had no response. She looked around but couldn't find Charlotte, who would definitely help her.
Frederick laughed in exasperation. "Useless! Charlotte is resting inside."
'Resting?' Chloe's eyes widened.
Frederick's handsome face flushed slightly, but he pretended to be nonchalant. "She's just a bit tired!"
Chloe, having been through similar experiences, immediately understood, her face reddening as she stood up. "Frederick, I'll head back now!"
Frederick's tone was indifferent. "Drive safely!"
Chloe nodded, her eyes wet.
As she left, Frederick stared at the door, lost in thought.
He could see that Chloe was deeply hurt. She had liked Andrew, had been pampered by him, and couldn't easily move on or fall for someone else!
But if she didn't try, she would always be stuck here.
Andrew would be a thorn in her heart.
Frederick was quite troubled!
Outside, Chloe held the door, her eyes downcast.
No one had mentioned Andrew to her these days, afraid of making her sad, except for Frederick!
Frederick said she had a child with Andrew.
They would have to meet eventually.
She had only two options: love him or forget him!
She had done neither!
She closed her eyes lightly, exhaled, and prepared to leave the hospital and go home.
But when she looked up, she was stunned.
Andrew was standing in front of her.
He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, with a navy blue trench coat over them.
Andrew looked gentle and elegant!
But only she knew how ruthless and crazy Andrew was in private, especially in bed, where he seemed like a completely different person.
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