Keep you in my arms novel Chapter 219

"We Xu Family don't have a relative like you! Besides, she is our daughter. Why can't we visit her? !"

"Mom! Don't talk too much to them. Let's call the police directly! Incorrect! My brother-in-law is already the biggest suspect!"

"Don't call him brother-in-law! I originally thought he was a good boy, but I didn't expect him to be worse than Alexander! 'Damn it! Damn it...!' What have we done wrong... Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

"Mom! Mom! Calm down!"

"Darcy, watch out your own body. And you, this is a violation of the law. If the final evidence indicates that it was Edward who did such a thing, my daughter can't be your daughter-in-law anymore."

"Open the door! You bastards, open the door! I want to see my daughter... Boo... Hoo..."

Quarrels, knocks... All kinds of noises were coming from outside.

"It's so noisy..." On the bed, Angela's face was as pale as a white paper and her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

Hearing her murmur, Edward, who had been leaning against the wall, was focused on his nightlight on her. And he subconsciously walked towards the bed nervously. He suddenly realized his tears, wiped them and smiled at her. "You're awake?"

He held her warm hand tighter because of nervousness.

The cold touch lifted her up a little, and the weight of her belly was reduced. With a gentle touch, she had been suffocated.

"My child..." She remembered that the man wanted to kill her. She screamed, and in a trance, Edward was calling her. She responded, but it seemed that she didn't respond. Her stomach ached, and then she heard the doctor was talking in a daze. According to the doctor, it seemed that...

"The baby is fine. Don't worry." He bent over and steadied her.

"Where?" She remembered that when her second sister gave birth to Ashley, the baby would be placed on the bedside. Why wasn't her baby here?

"The baby is premature and weak. The doctor put him in the incubator."

His eyes were red, but they were so soft as if they could shed water. Seeing that she still wanted to ask something, he said, "I know you have a lot to ask me, but you have to take good care of yourself now. When you get better later, I will not hide anything from you."

In his eyes, pleading was more than sincere.

She had a vague sense of foreboding. After a moment of silence, she asked, "can I see the child?"

"Okay, ask the nurse to bring him here later." He smiled lightly.

The quarrel outside the door had never stopped. She asked, "I heard my mother's voice. What happened?"

"There are some misunderstandings. Mom got a little worked up. You are weak now. I'm afraid it will affect your health." He said.

Misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding could make her mother want to hurt her?

She frowned and looked at him again. She was indifferent but worried. There seemed to be an indescribable vicissitudes of life in her eyes.

"I'll tell mom to calm her down before letting her come in to see you." He suggested.

"Okay!"