In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 349

She raised an eyebrow and said calmly, “I only found out recently that Macy died during childbirth. She was brought to K City on the day of your incident. She was drugged and placed in Nick’s house to draw you out of the villa so as to kidnap you. After she found out that she caused your miscarriage, Macy became overwhelmed and had a premature birth at only seven months that ended in her death.”

I collapsed on the floor in front of the photo on the headstone. My eyes hurt and I felt like a dagger had pierced through my chest.

Jackson had been avoiding me and stayed in Jadeborough all this time because he didn’t want to see me. For so long, I assumed that Macy had gone to Moranta because she fell ill during childbirth.

Everything happened because she’s gone. But why? Why didn’t Jackson tell me?

Stacey walked over to me and supported my body. I shook my head but no tears fell.

I kept replaying the scene of the last time I said goodbye to Macy in my head.

It was funny. I never expected the time Marcus brought me out for a walk would be the last time I saw her and Jackson.

I thought that once I recovered, I would be able to happily rejoin them and everything would be just like how it used to be.

I never could have imagined that that was the last time.

“Scarlett!” shouted a doubtful male voice from behind me.

I turned but my eyes hurt so badly that I couldn’t open them. Through the blinding sunlight, I managed to make out the figures of two people.

Nick and Jackson!

They didn’t bring the child!

When was the last time I saw them? It hadn’t been very long, but it felt like a lifetime had passed.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” The voice that escaped me was raspy and pained. I struggled to breathe.

Jackson walked towards me and helped me up from the ground. He tried to clear his hoarse throat as he said, “She hoped you would focus on recovering and told us to only tell you after your condition improved!”

I smiled and gazed at the black-and-white photo on the headstone. I couldn’t even squeeze one tear out. Yet, my heart was bleeding. I knew that she was just afraid that I wouldn’t be able to take the blow of her passing so soon after losing my child.

“Did she say anything at the end?”

“She said that she wanted you to raise her child. You can choose the name. You don’t have to be worried about being lonely with the child by your side.”

Jackson spoke calmly, as though he had rehearsed this speech a hundred times.

My body was freezing, but my forehead was sweating profusely.