All Chapters of Mr. CEO, Marry Me On Conditions [The CEO's Replaced Bride]: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Five years laterChristian"You're staring at the clock for fifteen minutes straight, Mr Scott. Is anything wrong?" Dr Patricia speaks. "Is there anything right, Patricia?" I ask, blinking slowly as my eyes burn— the result of not blinking straight for fifteen minutes. That's what Patricia said. I don't remember the duration. I hear her sighing deeply. She has been doing it more frequently. Each time Patricia lets out a sigh, I feel a part of my life dissolving. My daughter is dying!Ivanna used to say "Death is a slow poison"It's indeed killing me every time Chrisanna tries to breathe. She needs a nanosecond more than us to breathe, she needs to give an effort to breathe. It feels like someone has pressed my throat tightly, shoving me to death each time I watch her suffering. "Annalyn, please bring Chrisanna", Patricia says. I immediately shake my head and look at the mirror beside me, forcing a smile. This has been a regular habit. How can I even smile when two precious parts o

Christian "I'm coming home early today. You can finish your work if you want", Ivanna's text arrives.I stare at the words, the lines. Then I scroll up. Upper. We have been sharing such texts for months. There was a time when we used to share silly chats and tease each other. Now everything seems to have faded. And it's strange that now we text each other and ask the other one to stay back at work, not come home early. It's not that she doesn't want me back at home, but she knows that my business is going through some crucial phases. I have lost more than four big contracts in the last six months. Tragic! Every time I had to rush to the hospital when Chrissie fainted or threw up blood. Even though everyone was around her, my heart didn't permit me. My family has always been my priority. If it was possible, I would leave everything and stay beside Chrissie all the time but if my business crashes down, I'll not be able to give her the best treatment either.Life is so fucking crucia

ChristianI feel a soft touch against my cheek, nuzzling my skin with tender strokes. A smile curves on my face as I strive to open my eyes to see the most beautiful view. I hold the hand laying upon my cheek and drag it down to my lips, keeping my eyes still closed. I kiss the smooth palm and finally open my eyes wider, waking up by treating my eyes with her sight in my cabin."Good morning", a whisper comes from her. Her lips widen into a smile at me as I stare at her face glowing through the sunrays near the window— as if an angel landed to wake me up. I keep leaning against the chair, devouring her sight with my drowsy eyes when she decreases the gap between us, locking my hand with hers and scooting onto my lap. I immediately snake my hands around her waist."Good morning", I mumble, smiling at her lovingly. She cups my face and leans closer to me, then gently places her lips on my forehead. I close my eyes to feel that blissful kiss more effectively. It's been so long since sh

Colton"Daddy!" Eric rushes to me, screaming in his cheerful voice as I pick him up in my arms. He snakes his little arms around my neck and giggles. "Someone's really happy today. Whom did you beat up?" I ask curiously as he pushes himself back and curls up his face. "Mason""Again Mason? When will you stop fighting?" I shrug, wondering if my genes have worked in him at such a young age. However, in the last six years, I haven't found a single thing in him which is similar to me. I just don't want my son to be a troublemaker as I was years back. "He pokes me", he shrugs angrily."Then you should avoid it and tell the teachers. Good boys never drag such silly things""Tit for tat", he grimaces. "I don't know what I'm gonna do with you, Eric. Anyway, where's Chrisanna? You were with her the entire time or not?""I was with her. As you said, I didn't leave her at all. She's my best friend, no?" He beams. "That's like my good boy", I tap his cheek and open the door to settle him ins

ChristianI freeze for a whole second, hearing Colton's voice note. A huge scream escapes from Ivanna, bringing me back to reality."What?" She starts panicking. "H— how? How can— how can she throw up blood again? My baby. Christian, my baby. How's my baby? Call him. Ask him how's my baby"Ivanna begins to jerk my collar, her body vibrating in terror as she startles. Even though I'm freaking out here, I hold her tightly."Iv, Iv, relax. Please calm down""I can't. You know I can't. Take me to her right now. I wanna see her", she breaks into tears. I hold her shoulder and press her against my torso, leading her back to the car. "Colton. Call him. Chris, call him now", she rants when I make her sit inside and get into the car. "I'm calling him. But stop crying, please", I dial Colton's number and wipe her tears off with another hand. She doesn't stop. Every time Chrissie's health worsens, she ends up panicking and crying like this. At first, she acted strong. I still remember the day