Chapter 789

Jayde gasped, doubling over.

“Quit faking,” Bonian snapped, his words like a slap.

She couldn’t straighten up, her teeth clenched from the pain radiating from her wound.

Sweat dripped down her brow, soaking into the pale bedsheets.

“Bonian, I’m not scheming,” she said, her voice faint but firm. “I just want my son.”

His eyes flickered, softening for a split second. “Get better first.”