Chapter 252 Baby


    Piercing pain from the belly awakens me. Baby, where is my baby? Suddenly I put my hand on the


    belly and find what I touch is a much tter one than before.


    “Baby, where is my baby?” I get up and shout without feeling the pain.


    I lie on a simple hospital bed with no one around. I almost break down when I realize that the baby’s


    fate is still unknown. He values more than my own life. What if he has anything wrong?


    “Your baby is here.” Doctore in and hand me a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes. With a sigh of


    relief, I take the baby from the doctor and weep with joy. Thank goodness, my baby is here. I cuddle


    the baby tightly. The joy to find the lost baby allows me no time to think where they are and why they


    don’t take away the baby or do anything else.


    After a while, I find something wrong. The baby is so cold. Trembling, I move the baby, only to find that


    his face is pale, his eyes close tightly, and he has no vital signs.


    Oh, no! I stretch out my hand anxiously and touch the baby''s neck, and it is cold. My heart beats


    quickly, then I also check the baby’s breathing. Suddenly, I feel so wretched.


    “Your baby is dead.” It seems the nurse couldn’t bear to see this, whispering. I feel all my blood clotted.


    Sitting still and looking at the lovely face of the dead baby, I burst into tears.


    After a long time, I jump off the bed, shouting toward the doctor, “Where are they going? Let me see


    them, I am gonna kill them!”


    How can they kill this innocent little baby?! I can’t allow them to get away after killing my baby!


    “They are just left.” Doctor says. Hearing this, I carry the baby and rush outside without wearing shoes.


    “You’d better not run, otherwise your wounds will split!” Doctor says again. But I can’t hear him, I just


    want to do something for my innocent and lovely baby. Losing this baby hurts me deeply, too deeply


    that nothing could relieve my hate ever. Once I caught up with them, I would definitely kill them!


    The wound on the belly splits. Each step I make, piercing pain I feel. I grit my teeth and run out


    desperately for fear it’s toote to catch up with them.


    However, I find no one outside the room, having no idea how long they have left. I sit on the ground,


    feeling piercing pain from the wound. However,pared to the psychological pain, physical pain is


    nothing.


    “Baby, my baby. Sorry that I can’t protect you. Sorry, my baby. Sorry...” Pain of losing the baby turns


    into hate to Frances Louis. I can''t wait to fly back to Virginia right away and tear Frances Louis into


    pieces.


    Pain and despair make me gradually lose consciousness. Then I seem to hear the phone ringing.


    In the past, life is slow, both the vehicles and mails are slow. One can only love one person in his


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