Chapter 4
Feeling bad for me, one of the doctors held the baby for me to see.
“Ms. Cohen, the baby has stopped breathing…”
Looking at my breathless baby. I was heartbroken.
I wanted to reach out to touch his delicate, tender body, but I couldn’t even lift my hands.
I had imagined countless times what name I’d give him, what kinds of toys I’d buy him, and when he’d call me Mommy.
It had never occurred to me that he’d leave me like this.
He didn’t even have a chance to take a look at this world.
Watching him being taken away, I could only sob softly.
The doctor next to me was about to stitch me up when another doctor rushed to him and stopped him, saying, “Don’t. I’m afraid she has to be cut
one more time…”
All the doctors present widened their eyes in disbelief. “That Lill her!”
Then a cold voice rang out from the corridor. “It’s her honor to die for Trista. Do it.
“Besides, you doctors wasted so much time, or Trista wouldn’t have had a heart attack at all. Cut the crap. Take this woman’s heart out now.”
The attending doctor said in a low voice, “Mr. Pascall, we don’t have any
heart source here now. If we take away her heart…”
Richard interrupted him impatiently, “She can have an artificial heart. I’ll
pay.
“If she doesn’t make it, I guess she’s unlucky. Blame herself for not being lucky enough.”
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw my face, which was covered in blood and tears. Clutching his nose, he took a step back in disgust.
The nurse next to me was kind enough to brush my sweat–soaked hair behind my ear, revealing half my face.
Just then, Richard happened to tilt his head and answer a phone. “Hello? Trista. I’m getting you a heart source. Wait for me, OK?”
His assistant behind him saw half of my face and couldn’t help but widen his eyes.
Then he said to Richard, his voice trembling, “Mr. Pascall, Mrs.
Pascall…”
Pointing at me, he stuttered, and no matter how he tried, he couldn’t even
continue.
Richard hung up the phone and said impatiently, “Shut up! Stay here and keep an eye on everything. I’m gonna go pick up Trista.”
His assistant glanced at me one last time, too fear to speak.
As I heard Richard’s footsteps fade away, I felt numb. My tears had already dried out.
As the doctors placed the artificial heart in me, my heart was placed in Trista’s body.
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Richard’s wives were lying in bed across from the hallway.
My palms were bloody as I stared at Richard while he expressed concern to Trista. “Honey, this heart matches you perfectly. You’ll be fine.
“You’ve got nothing to worry about. Once Lizzie gives birth, it’ll be your baby, too.”
Trista nodded while looking at me with a complacent smile in her eyes. It seemed she was trying her best not to laugh out loud.
She had every right to feel complacent.
Because of her, Richard killed our baby and hurt me badly.
Our baby died right under his nose.
I breathed with difficulty, clenching my fists tightly.
Now, I was so curious. What would the look on Richard’s face be when he knew he killed his own baby, the one he had been looking forward to for so long?
Could he still be this affectionate?
As I pictured the scene, I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Richard pulled a long face, his eyes filled with hatred and resentment as he looked at me.
Just as he was about to curse me, the housekeeper burst open the door and reported to him, panicking, “Mr. Pascall, Mrs. Pascall is… missing!”
Richard’s body froze. In the next second, he shook Trista’s hand away and stood up.
“Where’s Lizzie?” His voice was trembling imperceptibly.
The housekeeper wiped the blood from his forehead. “She said in the morning that she’d bring you your seal, and she hasn’t returned since.
then…”
Richard thought of something, and his body started to tremble slightly.
A few seconds later, he regained composure and said, “Fine her. Now!”
The housekeeper nodded and was about to leave. Just then, his gaze fell on me, who was on the operating table, and he exclaimed, “Mrs. Pascall!”
Frowning, Richard said, “What? Am I not being clear enough?”
Trembling, the housekeeper pointed behind him, whispering, “Mr. Pascall, look behind you…”
