Pregnant With CEO's Baby Chapter 1806 -: The Start of Their Happy Ending (End of the Series)

“I expected it,” Edward stated flatly, “which is why I warned you last night not to waste words. He won’t tie the knot regardless.”

“How did you know he wouldn’t get married?”

“I’ve known him for 30 years.”

‘Fine, you win!’ Still, Jeanne set her phone aside and questioned, “What now? Do we head back?”

“What else?”

Edward instructed the driver to make a U-turn.

Meanwhile, Jeanne got a call. She glanced at the screen and answered. “Shelly?”

Edward’s brows furrowed, but the conversation on the other end escaped his ears.

Jeanne ended the call and announced, “No need to turn back. The wedding’s going ahead.”

“What do you mean?” Edward’s frown deepened.

“What do you think?” Jeanne grinned widely.

It meant Nox was one lucky bastard.

Upon reaching the airport, Nox dialed his assistant. “I’m here. How soon can you bring my passport?” “Around 20 minutes,” came the prompt reply.

“Speed it up. Any delay and my mom will nab me!”

“Mr. Winter, running off like this isn’t wise. Your previous wedding turned into a farce, and this one will too. Won’t you get ridiculed forever?”

“Shut up!” Nox’s expression soured. ‘I don’t exist for others’ amusement. If I’m okay with it, screw the rest.’

“I’m at the international terminal. Get here fast.”

“Yes,” the assistant responded politely.

Nox headed to the international terminal, pondering his escape destination. After settling on a spot, he prodded his assistant once more.

The assistant dashed over, out of breath. “Mr. Winter, here’s your passport.”

“Good.” Nox grabbed it and marched to the ticket desk. “The flight closest to this gate.”

After the staff completed the check-in, 20 minutes remained until boarding. So, Nox cleared security first.

“Mr. Winter, you’re really just going?” the assistant inquired.

“Damn it, quit the long face. It’s not like I’m gone forever. You act like it’s my funeral. I’ll return in a month tops.” “I still say leaving isn’t smart.”

“One more word and you’re fired!” Nox warned.

The assistant fell silent. He watched powerless as Nox strode to security with no bags. First-class meant no line. Yet, right before passing through, he halted abruptly.

Running as a runaway groom didn’t scare him. The nation already knew about his cheating scandal, so nothing worse could hit. Instead, reluctance toward one person tugged at him.

He drew a deep breath, deeming himself overly sentimental. Staying or going, Harken or South Hampton City made no difference—he wouldn’t see her anyway.

Advancing toward security, a familiar cry suddenly echoed from behind.

“Daddy!”

Nox froze briefly. He figured it wasn’t for him. Plenty of dads around, and kids’ voices blended together.

“Daddy!”

The clear call sounded again.

Nox hesitated but kept forward, convinced it aimed elsewhere.

“Daddy! Daddy, don’t go!” Now, it carried sobs.

Nox pitied the harsh father. Airports brimmed with partings and reunions. If it were his kid, he’d stay put. Sadly, he had none.

“Daddy… Boohoo…” The crying behind grew heartbreaking.

Thinking the dad had ditched the child, Nox proceeded through security unfazed.

“Nox!” A sudden shout rang out.

Nox jolted. Hallucination? It sounded like Shelly. Was longing driving him mad?

“Nox!” The call repeated.

Nox realized it might be real.

“Nox, don’t go!” Urgency laced the voice, tinged with tears.

Nox whipped around to spot a woman in white bridal gown, eyes brimming with tears.

‘Illusion or reality? Which is it?’

Nox’s sight hazed. Dreaming? Was fate toying with him? He dreaded the heartbreak if it vanished upon closer look..