Echoes Of a Forsaken Heart (Natalia and Hamilton) novel Chapter 319

Ambulances tore through the streets, rushing into the hospital with urgent speed.

Caspian stood at the entrance of the emergency room, his face a stormy shade of gray.

Alden hurried over from Silkwood City, his face as pale as a ghost, drained of all color.

"Mr. Spiegel, my brother and Natalia?"

"Natalia's losing blood fast, in critical condition. The baby, born prematurely at six months, barely weighs over two pounds. Their condition is dire. Your brother, he's got a piece of shrapnel lodged in his back. We've just issued a critical condition notice."

Alden's legs gave way, and for a moment, the strong man felt like he couldn't hold himself up.

Caspian quickly steadied him.

"How could this happen?"

Caspian glanced around, "Try to keep it together. If someone's after them, there's bound to be spies around looking for information. This hospital's swarming with eyes and ears everywhere."

Alden forced himself to stand.

But his heart twisted in agony.

If any one of them were to suffer, the others would be shattered.

The doors of the emergency room swung open again and again.

Blood bags were rushed in, one after the other.

That night, Hamilton was issued three critical condition notices.

Scarlett didn't hear the news until the next day, and when she arrived, her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"Natalia? The baby?"

Elliott Lehner quickly pulled her aside.

"Calm down, Alden will tell us."

"Natalia's stable for now, but the baby's in bad shape."

Scarlett's tears flowed freely.

"The baby was only six months! The survival rate isn't more than ten percent!"

Her words cast a shadow of pain on everyone's face.

Elliott handed her a tissue before asking, "And Hamilton?"

Alden's eyes were swollen too, "My brother just pulled through."

Elliott finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The door to the intensive care unit opened.

"The patient's awake."

Alden paused.

No one expected the man who'd been given three critical condition notices in one night to wake up so soon. Even the doctors were astounded.

Hamilton was as pale as death, but upon seeing Alden enter, his first question was about Natalia and the baby.

Alden, a grown man, suddenly broke down.

"Bro, Natalia's okay, but the baby's in a bad way. What are we going to do? We might lose the baby!"

Hamilton's face turned a transparent shade of white.

"Where's Natalia?"

"She's still unconscious from the blood loss."

"I need to see her."

He tried to get up, but Alden held him down.

"Bro, do you have a death wish? Do you have any idea how critical your condition was last night?"

Hamilton's eyes reddened.

He thought, perhaps he really shouldn't have kept her by his side.

If he had let her go, maybe she and the baby would still be safe and sound abroad.

A look of pain crossed his face.

"Lucinda?"

"Gone."

"Was it Grandfather or the Powell family?"

Alden shook his head.

He hadn't had a chance to deal with anything yet.

"Caspian's looking into it."

Hamilton closed his eyes for a moment, a tear escaping down his cheek.

It was his fault.

All his fault.

Whether it was the Schafer family, the Powell family, or the Fowler family.

It was all his fault.

Hamilton spoke softly, his voice full of agony.

"I thought I could protect her, protect our baby. I was wrong. As long as she's with me, she'll keep getting hurt."

Alden cried at his bedside.

"Bro, you did protect them. Otherwise, Natalia and the baby might not have survived."

Hamilton's lips trembled slightly.

"But what now?"

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