The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 499

"Our children... yours and mine..." Felicity's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Our children," Julian began, his voice devoid of anger, replaced by a hollow exhaustion, "are not only intellectually disabled, but also paralyzed. And not just paralyzed—their bodies are wracked with constant spasms. It's some kind of genetic mutation, something about unstable brain waves, the doctor said."

He had no energy left for rage. The children were born; they had a right to live. He couldn't abandon them, couldn't just throw them away. He and Felicity were now bound to care for these two paralyzed, disabled children for the rest of their lives.

"Around the third month of your pregnancy, you took high doses of antibiotics, antihistamines, and antiviral drugs, didn't you?" Even though he had accepted the reality, Julian couldn't stop himself from asking.

Felicity fell silent. The memory was still painfully fresh. It was the day Julian and Winona finalized their divorce over a video call. The collective hatred of the city's women had been unleashed on her. Someone had thrown filth at her, leaving her reeking. When Xander took her to a hotel, the staff refused her entry until she was completely clean.

They used a high-pressure water hose on her. The water was bone-chillingly cold in the dead of winter, and she stood under the powerful blast for an hour before the hotel staff finally let her in. That night, she developed a raging fever that took days to break. It was also around that time she discovered she was pregnant.

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