Love You Like I Used To Forget It (Millie Bridge) novel Chapter 640

Upon hearing what Jeremy said, I walked over to the window and watched as his car disappeared into the distance.

I was the one who called him to come and take Mom away.

When I called, I warned him that if she ever came to see me again, it might be the end of my relationship with him.

His career was his top priority right now, so I trusted that he would make sure it wouldn't happen again. So today was probably the last time I would ever see her.

But no matter what happened between us, Mom had given birth to me. I still hoped she would live well for the rest of her days.

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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.

I was now close to giving birth, and because I was also carrying twins, my belly had grown terrifyingly large.

Even though I had many housekeepers taking care of me and a professional medical team stationed at the villa, Irvin was still worried. He insisted on staying at my place to keep an eye on me.

William was also extremely worried about me. Even though he was in the most critical phase of the war with the Bakers, he still called me every day to check in on me.

Every time, I wanted to ask if there was any news about Noah.

Most people said it would have been impossible for him to survive such a fall from that tall cliff, and that his body had likely been devoured by wild animals since it couldn't be found.

But William and I both firmly believed he was still alive. No matter how much time passed, we never gave up searching for him.

Hearing that calmed my anxiety completely. As long as Noah was alive and well, that was all that mattered.

Just as William was about to tell me more, his assistant walked in with an urgent report. So he had to hang up in a rush.

Knowing how serious things had gotten with the Bakers, I couldn't help but feel uneasy. I was worried that the urgent matter was something bad.

I never used to overthink like this. But ever since I got pregnant, maybe because of the hormones, I just couldn't help but worry and feel afraid all the time.

Even when all my check-ups and scans came back fine, the moment I felt even a little discomfort, I'd panic and think that something might be wrong with the babies.

If their movements felt slightly different from the day before, I'd get uncontrollably nervous.