All Chapters of Be Gentle With Me, Mr. CEO: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

The next morning, Pierre picked Calla up from the hospital.Stepping into Pierre's home, Calla was truly amazed. The 1600-square-foot, three-bedroom apartment was very spacious and located in Riverford's most upscale neighborhood. The modern living room was pleasing to the eyes. The master bedroom was large, while the second was roomy. The third bedroom served as a quiet study that was walled in by books, a space that felt like a reader's sanctuary."So, what do you think? Satisfied?" Pierre asked as he watched Calla tour his home."The home of a renowned lawyer is unlike any other—simple, clean, and filled with a scholarly vibe." Calla turned and remarked with a smile."A housekeeper regularly comes over to clean. I don't have time to tidy up, you see." Pierre placed a cup of hot milk in Calla's hands.Calla looked down at the warm cup, feeling touched that he had thought of such a small detail.Pierre, however, chuckled and said, "My part-time housekeeper is very thoughtful

After Fiona's endless chatter, Calla returned to her room. Sitting on the soft bed, Calla felt uneasy. She had tried not to impose on Pierre, but she seemed to be causing him more trouble with each passing day. She hadn't expected him to get up so early every day to buy her fresh meat and vegetables. With his busy schedule, he was always leaving early and coming home late. She was sure he wasn't getting enough sleep.But Calla knew that even if she protested, Pierre would just smile it off and continue doing it anyway. Calla understood that she had to be compliant, ensuring she ate and slept on a regular schedule. She figured that only when she was healthy would he feel assured enough to let her leave on her own terms.A hint of bitterness crept into Calla's heart. How different things could have been if Mercer had been as kind and attentive. The three of them could have been a very happy family.Calla shook the thought out of her mind. What nonsense was she thinking? Why was

Calla froze when she saw Mercer standing outside the door, dressed in a black shirt. Realizing the situation, she quickly tried to close the door. But Mercer pushed the door open and stepped past Calla into the house."Mercer, what do you want?" Calla felt a bit intimidated; she hadn't expected him to find her here.Mercer glanced around the room before coldly saying, "So, you're hiding out at Pierre's place? Have you no shame? You're a single woman, living together with a single man! Aren't you concerned about the rumors this might cause?"His accusation angered Calla, but she maintained her composure. Knowing she couldn't drive him away, she turned and sat on the couch. Then, she spoke in a nonchalant, indifferent tone. "Both Pierre and I are single, so what's wrong with us living together? This is heaps better than a married man who can't even keep his pants zipped!""You—" Mercer was at a loss for words, his gaze growing dark and menacing."You're not welcome here. Please

"I can make Calla my wife right now, provided she says yes. I'll love and care for her child as if it were my own," Pierre stated with absolute certainty."You... you've gotten together?" Mercer spun around, his eyes boring into Calla.She knew she had to make a decision now. She couldn't allow Mercer to hound her any longer, or she would never have peace.After a moment of hesitation, Calla slowly stood up and walked step by step toward Mercer.She looked up at him and answered, "My child needs a father and a stable family life!Enraged by this, Mercer lost all reason. He seized Pierre, his fist recoiling in preparation to strike. But at the last moment, Mercer shoved Pierre away. His fist slammed hard against the wall.A muffled groan echoed, and the wall shuddered at the impact.Calla turned her face away, unable to bear the violence.Pierre was a little shocked, but his eyes remained fixed on Calla.Then, Mercer tilted his head back and laughed. "Wishing you a lifetime of

Afterward, Pierre went to the nearest hospital to get medicine for Calla.Meanwhile, Calla rested in bed with peace of mind. She stared blankly at the ceiling, willing herself to abandon thoughts of Mercer. She wanted to stay calm for the sake of the baby.Calla remained bedridden for two full weeks. During that time, Fiona never left Pierre's house. She made nutritious meals for Calla every day and watched over her to ensure she took her medicine on time. Pierre was always attentive, bringing fresh fruit home for her daily. He even bought flowers to brighten up her room and lift her spirits.Calla's heart overflowed with gratitude for Pierre, yet she didn't know how to pay him back. She could only cherish this feeling in her heart, hoping for a chance to return the favor someday.After a month or so, Pierre brought Calla to the hospital for a prenatal check-up. Calla held a stack of test reports in her hand as she and Pierre walked out of the hospital, chatting and laughing as