Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss-Chapter 27 - 25: Damn Man, I’m Not Giving Birth
"Celeste Grant, I won’t let you get away with this."
Celeste Grant sneered.
"Hah. As if you ever have."
She waved her hand dismissively.
"Finish them."
"Yes, ma’am."
They had had their fun, toyed with them long enough.
The disciples from the Bloodfiend Den moved to snap their necks, but just then, something unexpected happened.
An unknown power suddenly erupted from Jocelyn Grant, blasting away the few Demon Cultivators surrounding them.
The two of them vanished in an instant.
No, they left a leg behind.
It was Silas Stowe’s.
The young man in black had chopped it off the very instant they disappeared.
"What happened? How did they escape?"
"There’s something strange about that woman."
’They sure ran fast.’
’Just as I thought.’
It was exactly as she’d expected.
Celeste Grant watched the two of them tear open a rift in space and disappear, then lowered her head, lost in thought.
She had just been running an experiment. It seemed her theory was correct: whenever the heroine was in mortal danger, she would always find a way to turn the tables.
’So hard to kill! It’s true, you can’t kill the heroine just like that.’
’In that case, I’ll just have to treat her like an XP farm. I’ll just poke her every now and then to get some drops. After all, there are so many opportunities waiting for her to trigger. I can hardly wait.’
’From now on, I’ll take every chance I get to knock the heroine down a peg. If a heroine’s self-confidence is shattered, her fortune is sure to decline with it.’
’Once her fortune is completely worn away, killing her won’t be difficult at all.’
’Not bad. I’ll continue this next time.’
’This time wasn’t a total loss, either.’
’Jocelyn Grant’s man is now a cripple. That certainly wasn’t in the book.’
’Some things can be changed. That must mean my fate as the villainess can be changed too, right?’
’I wonder if the heroine will still want a disabled male lead. Then again, don’t heroines in novels always have a thing for guys in wheelchairs? They find it edgy. She’ll probably still want him.’
BWAHAHAHA...
She couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
’He’s actually crippled!’
"Haha."
She had gotten carried away with her gloating.
She couldn’t help but gasp.
’What’s going on?’
Her stomach.
"Hiss..."
Celeste Grant felt a contraction in her lower abdomen.
’It hurts a little.’
She frowned slightly, reaching out to touch her belly. It really was aching dully. ’Did I upset the baby?’
’No way. All I did was gloat a little.’
’Something’s not right.’
Then she froze.
’You’ve got to be kidding me.’
’Did I just pee myself?’
’No...’
’I’m going into labor.’
Celeste Grant gripped the armrest of a nearby chair and forced herself to speak. "I... I’m going into labor. We need to get back to the villa."
Hearing her words, the Demon Cultivators completely forgot about Jocelyn Grant and her escape, rushing over immediately.
"Quick, quick, the mistress is in labor! You, send a voice transmission to The Exalted One! If you can’t find The Exalted One, find the Left Protector!"
"Okay, I’ll send a transmission to The Exalted One right now... Hey, you bumped into me!"
Another one was babbling incoherently.
"Wait, I’ve never given birth before, what do we do? How am I supposed to give birth?"
"You’re a man, how are you going to give birth?! Get out of the way and stop making a fool of yourself! What do we do? We take the mistress back to the midwife, of course!"
Celeste Grant was speechless.
’Are these people here for comic relief?’
’Whatever. I’m in no mood to laugh right now.’
Her stomach was starting to hurt more.
"It’s fine. I can still get back on my own. It probably won’t happen this fast."
She might still make it back in time.
Celeste Grant stood up from the chair and looked down at the amniotic fluid on the ground.
Putting aside the embarrassment of having so many people watching, she was also a little panicked. In truth, Celeste Grant was terrified. This was her first time giving birth.
’I really wish I could call an ambulance.’
’If this were the modern world, I could just go to the hospital. But there’s nothing like that here.’
’I knew I shouldn’t have gone out today. My due date had come and gone with no sign of anything, so I thought I’d walk around a bit to get things moving.’
’It certainly worked, but I didn’t expect it to happen this fast.’
Her heart pounded with anxiety.
She couldn’t help but think of Javier Sinclair.
At this moment, he was the only one she could think of.
’At least he’s the child’s father, and he’s been pretty good to me.’
’I can’t bring myself to trust anyone else with this.’
’That damn man is nowhere to be found when I actually need him.’
’It hurts so much.’
"Javier Sinclair, where the hell are you?!"
She was frantic.
Celeste Grant couldn’t stop herself from shouting, her voice full of resentment.
Her shout made the scrambling Demon Cultivators stumble, nearly falling over.
’Holy crap.’
’Wow, Mistress. You’ve got guts.’
’She actually dared to curse The Exalted One.’
The young man in black standing next to Celeste Grant was by far the calmest one there.
He took out a Token, deactivated the Seventh-level City Defense Array, and said,
"Mistress, please don’t panic."
"Sit down first. This subordinate will take you to the villa now."
"Okay. Thank you."
Celeste Grant had no other choice but to sit back down. The young man in black beside her grabbed the chair she was sitting on with one hand, lifting her up along with it.
Just as he was about to teleport back to the villa, he felt his hand go light. As he stood there dumbfounded, a figure appeared beside him.
The chair he had been holding was now in the hands of their Exalted One.
"Greetings, Exalted One."
Seeing who had arrived,
the disciples of the Bloodfiend Den quickly placed their hands over their chests and bowed in salute.
Javier Sinclair frowned slightly. His gaze swept over the scene before landing on Celeste Grant.
"What’s going on?"
The young man in black, standing to the side, quickly explained, "Exalted One, the mistress is going into labor."
Celeste Grant turned her head slightly to look at him. She saw him holding her chair with one outstretched hand, leaving her sitting with her feet dangling in the air.
Seeing it was him,
Celeste Grant suddenly felt a great sense of relief.
’The human mind is a strange thing. He’s The Archfiend, a being feared by all, yet his presence makes me feel safe.’
"I’m in labor. Hurry and take me back."
As she spoke, sweat was already beading on her forehead.
A cold sweat, born from the pain.
Javier Sinclair’s hand, gripping her chair, froze. A trace of anxiety appeared on his perpetually cold face.
"I’ll take you back right now."
The moment he finished speaking, he tore open a rift in space and vanished on the spot.
The Bloodfiend Den disciples left behind looked at each other in dismay.
’It feels like... our Exalted One might be a bit henpecked in the future.’
"Quick, let’s follow them!"
The group instantly flew off toward the villa.
「Back at the villa.」
Celeste Grant was carried into a room that had been prepared in advance.
Half a month ago, Nerida had already found several midwives to be ready for the birth. To prevent any agents from the Immortal Sects from sneaking in to harm their Young Master, she had run background checks on the midwives going back several generations, only bringing them in after confirming there were no issues. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
"You will deliver my mistress’s baby safely, and you will be rewarded handsomely. But if I find out you have any ill intentions, I’ll take care of your entire family."
"My lady, please rest assured. This old woman has been delivering babies for over a decade; I’m very experienced. The mistress’s baby is in the correct position. There won’t be any problems."
Celeste Grant was now lying on the bed, sweat pouring down her forehead, with Nerida holding her hand.
"Mistress, don’t you worry. I will be right here with you. And The Exalted One is just outside the door. He’ll be here if you just call out."
