Billionaire's Pregnant Ex-wife novel Chapter 51

Chapter 51

“I’m sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Phoenix, but the patient is dead from multiple complications resulting from her fatal burn injury. We did our best to save her, but we couldn’t, despite trying. I’m really sorry,” the doctor announced, and the couple felt as though the world had collapsed beneath their feet.

“No! No!” Sophia sobbed. Her hysterical cries filled the hallway of the hospital. “This can’t be happening, Philip! This can’t be!” She screamed while tears endlessly fell down her

cheeks like waterfalls.

Philip swallowed hard. Despite the pain, he forced himself to be strong for his wife.

Without a word, he wrapped her in his arms and quietly shared her grief.

After a brief nod to Philip, the doctor left to give them some privacy.

“I can’t believe we lost our daughter. It took us twenty–four years to find her, only to see her dead now,” Sophia cried. The last of her strength faded, and she collapsed on her feet, but Philip caught her in time before she slumped to the floor. Carefully, he carried her to a nearby chair and let her sit down.

“We did our best to find her, Sophia. God knows we never stopped looking for her. The only regret we have now is not seeing her alive, but at least we found her.” Philip forced the words out of his lips. Lilibeth’s sudden and unexpected death was shattering. He didn’t know if they would ever recover from the pain.

He held Sophia in his arms while she sobbed. Her wretched cries filled his ears, shattering his heart into a million pieces. His hard resolve melted. For the first time in years, he cried,

too.

Losing Lilibeth as a baby had destroyed their lives, and it took them years to rebuild again. Hoping that she was still alive had kept them strong all these years. But today, all the hopes they had to see her alive burned to ashes. He had no idea how to start all over again, knowing their only daughter had helplessly died in a fire that had almost claimed her life as a baby.

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“Be strong, Sophia. It’s the only favor we could do for Lilibeth,” Philip consoled his wife, even though he was totally broken inside.

“I couldn’t, Philip. It’s hard for me to be strong after seeing her body like that. It feels like I died with her too.” Sophia pulled away from him and buried her face in her palms, Philip just watched her, knowing she needed time to herself before fully accepting the truth.

Philip’s chest felt heavier because he knew exactly how Sophia felt now. He was much stronger than her, but after he saw Lilibeth’s unconscious and badly burned body being pulled from the building, he felt as though he had died too. The traumatic scene would haunt him for the rest of his life. He knew Sophia’s pain was much worse than his. After all, she had carried Lilibeth for nine months in her womb and given birth to her. A mother’s grief is immeasurable after losing her own daughter.

Unable to watch his wife any longer, he looked away. He was in pain inside because there was nothing he could do or say that would make her feel better. If only he could take all the pain she felt and keep it as his own so she wouldn’t suffer.

He heaved a deep sigh and turned to the door when it opened. A uniformed personnel pushed the stretcher containing the dead body to take her to the morgue.

Sophia abruptly rose to her feet. Her expression shattered even more as she eyed the body, covered by only a white cloth. Tears began to fall from her cheeks once more.

“Where’s Lily?” A man’s voice thundered into the hallway, instantly drawing Sophia and Philip’s attention in his direction. As they both looked up, they recognized the man as Grey Bradford, their daughter’s husband.

A’dangerous scowl was plastered on the man’s face. He looked at the hospital personnel with murder in his eyes.

The nurse emerged from the door, and his eyes shifted to her. “Where is Lily De Silva?” The man asked in a dangerously calm whisper.

“I’m sorry, sir, but she’s dead. We need to take her now to the morgue,” the nurse formally

explained.

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The man paled under his skin, and his gaze drafted to the setter where led w

“No!” He gasped in horror and touched the body with trembling tans. Thes informed him of how she died, and he instanty went blank in diese

“We must take her now to the morgue, sit.” The ausse didn’t wait for his ghy and signaled the personnel to follow her.

Philip clenched his fists at his sides as he quiety watched Grey Bratford Betonka step toward his direction, but Sophia stopped him upon seeing the age facin iseges

“If it weren’t for him, Lilibeth should have been alive. The man abandone te lin hissed under his breath as he shot Grey a piercing glare if los could kill the younger man should have been on his way to hell by now. But Grey still not faza, fod and disbelief evident on his face while completely unaware of the comple’s presence in the

hallway.

“I want to go home now,” Sophia told Philip as an excuse to leave the place if they stayed longer, Philip knew he might end up beating the hell out of the Bradford heir. He tak Sophia’s hand and quietly left.

“I don’t know how I will tell Mother about the news,” Sophia whispered distraughty when they reached the car and settled inside. Tears pooled in her puffy eyes once more, and site

used her handkerchief to wipe them.