Purchased A Mr. Right
Chapter 438

The moment the Land Rover stopped, Wendy had already opened the car door and ran to the emergency building.

Charlie pulled out the car key and followed closely behind her. When they came out of the elevator, he put his arm around her shoulder to comfort her. "Calm down!"

Wendy nodded, but the anxiety on her face only increased.

Finally, they arrived in the operating room. From a distance, Simon, who was squatting against the white wall, bent his back, curled up, buried his head between his knees, and held his elbows behind his head. The setting sun coming through the window cast his shadow on the floor tiles like a sorrowful mountain.

It was like he didn't hear their footsteps and just kept that pose.

Wendy walked up quickly and looked at the closed operating room door, then asked nervously, "Dr. Chin, how is Emily?"

After a long time, Simon finally reacted.

Like the slow motion in the movie, he looked up very slowly, the pair of peach blossom eyes actually had long red blood, the corners of the mouth wriggled several times, there was a low voice came out of his mouth, which was coarse and hoarse as if it had been ground by gravel, "I don't know."

They obviously talked on the phone at noon and made an appointment to come over for dinner in the evening.

Who would know that something like this would actually happen...

Wendy opened her mouth and wanted to ask something. Beside her, Charlie clenched her hand and shook his head. She could only keep quiet and stare nervously at the operating room.

More than an hour later, the tightly closed operating room finally opened and doctors in white coats came out of it.

Simon had squatted for so long that his legs were numb. When he stood up, his body swayed. Fortunately, Charlie came forward to help him. Wendy couldn't wait to jump up from the chair and asked in advance.

"Doctor, how is it going?"

The doctor took off his mask and did not immediately answer. Instead, he sighed first and shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, we have tried our best! It was too late, we didn't save the baby!" Wendy almost cried out in a low voice and covered her mouth with her hand.

She had heard such words four years ago, so she knew how painful it would be, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at Simon behind her. His tall and straight figure was frozen in place, as if he couldn't move. He just stared at the doctor for a moment. Suddenly, the corner of his eye twitched uncontrollably, and a tear fell heavily.

When extremely sad, men will also cry.

Wendy's heart skipped a beat.

Behind the doctor, Emily, who had not yet passed the anesthetic, was pushed out by the nurse and prepared to be sent to the ward. She lay on it silently as if she was dead, and her face was as pale as paper. Simon didn't immediately go into the ward. Instead, he walked towards the smoking area.

He was holding on to the wall and walking very, very slowly. When Wendy passed by, she saw him taking a cigarette from Charlie and lighting it. He was smoking violently like a man who took drugs, but his hands were always shaking uncontrollably.

Wendy sighed, pushed the door open, and went into the ward.

It was silent inside. The only thing that could be heard was the liquid dripping from the infusion tube every second.

She noticed that Emily, who was lying on the hospital bed, showed signs of waking up slightly, as if the anesthetic had passed and her eyes opened a little, she hurriedly went forward. "Emily, you're awake!"

It took a few seconds for Emily's eyes to focus. She was stunned at first, but then she looked around and asked in a hoarse voice, "I'm in the hospital now, right?" "Yes..." Wendy nodded and asked nervously, "How are you feeling? Are you not feeling well? Do you need me to call a doctor for you?"

"No, I'm fine." Even at such a time, Emily could still smile.

"The doctor said that you are very weak and need to rest more!" Wendy held her hand.

Emily slightly closed her eyes for a while, and then opened them again. She asked very lightly, as if she was afraid of disturbing something. "Wendy, my child, is it gone?"

At the same time as she spoke, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Simon and Charlie, who had been staying in the smoking area before, both entered the door at the same time. Simon immediately stopped and his peach-blossom eyes were blue-gray.

Seeing that Emily was still staring at her, waiting for the answer, Wendy nodded her head with difficulty.

Hearing this, Emily's eyes were empty for a moment.

Emily didn't say a word and raised her hand, which was inserted with a needle, to her abdomen. It was flat and she couldn't feel anything. But she didn't stop. She touched it back and forth and closed her eyes again. Something died with her. "Well, it's gone."

Wendy's eyes were a little red. Although Emily's tone sounded very light, she was connected with her child before. It hurt like hell.

Behind Wendy, Simon moved to the front of the hospital bed with stiff footsteps. She gave up the position and saw him bend down, carefully holding Emily's hand.

That pair of peach blossom eyes were dim, and there was pain hidden in them. "Emily, we are still young, and we will have children again..."

He didn't know how to comfort Emily, he couldn't find the proper words.

When Emily saw him, she smiled gently and held his hand as well and pressed it on her abdomen. "At first, I actually thought of secretly giving birth to it behind your back, but you found it. I just didn't expect it to disappear from my body quietly... We don't want it to be gone. Don't be too sad. Maybe it came at a bad time! But fortunately, we did not rush to re-marry, now it is to save the trouble."

"Stop!" Simon yelled suppressively.

"Fine, It just so happens that I don't have much strength, and I'm already exhausted from saying these words." Indeed, after Emily finished speaking, she took two deep breaths. However, the expression on he face was still very calm.

When she closed her eyes again, she turned over gently, leaving only her back to Simon.

"Simon."

Suddenly, Emily called him softly.

Wendy subconsciously clenched her fists. It was the first time that she had heard Emily call him Simon, she used to call him beast before.

Wendy held her breath and then heard the weak and indifferent voice, "There's nothing between us in the future."

This time, Wendy didn't dare to see Simon's expression anymore. Charlie took her hand and whispered in her ear, "Let him accompany her. Let's go back first."

"Okay..." Wendy nodded.

When they walked out of the ward, Wendy couldn't help looking back with her heart aching.

Emily did not cry, nor did she have any intense emotions. It was as if she was a completely different person. She was always so calm that it was terrifying. It was as if the person who had had a miscarriage surgery on the operating table was not her.

Wendy could clearly see tears rolling down from the corners of Emily's eyes.