All Chapters of Be Gentle With Me, Mr. CEO: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

The black car appeared out of nowhere so suddenly that Calla's heart was racing like crazy.When she saw that the black car was a Bentley, her legs went weak. Mercer's car was also a Bentley, identical to this one. Although she couldn't see the license plate, she had a strong feeling that this was Mercer's car.This area was nothing if not remote and desolate. Forget Bentleys, even regular cars were rarely seen here. He must have found her.The next moment, the rear door opened, and a tall man in a long black coat stepped out. He was like a glacier amid a summer meadow, his coldness seeping into the air as he strode forward.Seeing Mercer, Calla's mind went blank, and she could almost hear the sound of her racing heartbeats. His gaze was unusually complex, and he looked haggard with stubble on his jaw.Calla had no time to think. She instinctively turned to run away. She was about to give birth and couldn't let herself fall into his hands. She didn't know exactly what he wanted,

Mercer turned to face Calla, a look of resignation and complicated emotions in his eyes. Noticing her anxiety, he forced a faint smile. "I want you to deliver the child right now."Calla was shocked by his words."What did you just say? You want me to have the baby now? How is that possible? I'm only 33 weeks along. The baby would be premature and might not survive!" Calla couldn't help but shout at Mercer.Mercer's expression turned cold when Calla protested. He turned away, staring at the hospital ahead. "You're having this baby today, no matter what!"Realizing his determination, Calla knew he wasn't joking. She also knew that resisting him might be useless. As she touched her belly, her heart pounded at an alarming rate.No! She couldn't have the baby today. She thought of her first child and was determined not to let history repeat itself with another premature birth.In the blink of an eye, Calla dropped to her knees with a heavy thud on the car floor.Calla's action cause

After what felt like an eternity, the door to the operating room finally opened. A doctor in a white coat hurried out."Doctor, how are they?" Mercer quickly stepped forward to ask.A warm smile spread across the doctor's face as he removed his mask."The mother just gave birth to a baby girl. Her vital signs are relatively good, but since she was born a month premature, we've placed her in an incubator."Hearing this, Mercer let out a sigh of relief. But as if remembering something, he anxiously asked, "How about the mother?"At this, the doctor's expression grew serious. "The mother lost a significant amount of blood. She's receiving a transfusion and needs to be hospitalized for observation."Mercer's face grew tense, and he urged, "Doctor, please do everything you can to save her!""Mr. Garland, rest assured. It is our duty as doctors to do everything we can to save our patients," the doctor replied.The next moment, Mercer asked, "Doctor, can my daughter's umbilical cord b

After what Calla said, Pierre was shocked into silence. Then, he stood up and slammed his fist on the table."Is Mercer even human? How could he do something like this? This is his flesh and blood. I'm going to have a word with him and get him to come clean. I'll make sure he gives you a satisfactory explanation!" With that, Pierre turned and started to leave."Pierre!" When Calla saw that Pierre was leaving to confront Mercer, she panicked. She tried to grab Pierre's hand but he was walking too fast and had already reached the door.Calla knew that Mercer had lost his mind and reasoning with him would be futile. She feared she would implicate Pierre if Mercer were to take his anger out on him. After all, she'd troubled Pierre enough and didn't want to cause him more problems.So in her desperation, Calla tried to get out of bed in a hurry. However, she had forgotten about the wound on her stomach. Before her feet could touch the ground, she rolled off the hospital bed in pain.Pi

Mercer frowned when he saw Calla's pale face, her expression haggard and weak. He wanted to approach her, but a voice in his head stopped him. He reminded himself that Casper's condition was still uncertain. Now was not the time for them to reunite. Besides, her fragile state would likely be unable to withstand any further emotional turmoil right now.Pierre carefully supported Calla as they reached the large glass window of the NICU. Pointing at a baby wrapped in a pink blanket, he smiled and said, "It's her, right here!"Following the direction of Pierre's finger, Calla saw the tiny baby with rosy cheeks and long eyelashes. If she weren't so tiny, she would be even more beautiful.Calla reached out to touch the glass as if she could already feel her daughter's cheek. Her eyes carefully took in every detail of the child, her heart overflowing with emotion.The last time she gave birth, she didn't even get a chance to see her son. Before she could, the doctor announced that the c