Mrs. Gibson Your identity is Exposed novel (Melissa and Murray) novel Chapter 884

Chapter 884 I believe her

On impact, Sylvia screamed and rolled down the stairs. Eventually, she fell onto the marble floor and lost consciousness on the spot.

"Sylvia!" Carlee called, her eyes widening in panic as she saw Sylvia lying motionless on the floor.

The chaos came to an abrupt end. Mrs. Barns and Mrs. Otis, who was cleaning downstairs, were also stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to check on Sylvia's situation.

True Paul's cry became louder and louder, and Nina still tried to keep her calm. She was too stunned to speak and turned to Carlee with pleading only to be met by a slap from the elder lady

"You wretched fool! You pushed Sylvia down the stairs! You better die now or else I won't spare you if something happens to Sylvia!"

The slap was firm, and Nina could feel flesh between her teeth. She was yet to recover from the shock that she may have accidentally killed Sophia, but now she had been assaulted by Carlee. She didn't even have a chance to fight back but stared confused at Carlee dashing down the stairs, holding Sylvia's head and crying.

Mrs. Barns knew that the situation was not good, turned and ran to the sofa to get the mobile phone to make an emergency call.

Mrs. Otis also called out to Sylvia, while Carlee performed first aid resuscitating measures on Sylvia. Fortunately, after some seconds, Sylvia's eyes fluttered open and her once still hands moved to her head.

Seeing that Carlee was in great worry, Sylvia smiled weakly and tried to comfort her.

"Mrs. Carlee, I'm fine. I'm just experiencing a little headache," Sylvia spoke, making Carlee let out a sigh.

But more than ever, Carlee Timothy was even more worried about the child in her belly.

"Sylvia, we'll help you sit on the sofa, the ambulance will be here soon, just hold on!" Carlee assured Sylvia as she carried her to the cushion with the help of Mrs Otis. The way Carlee pampered Sylvia was enough to make Harley jealous.

"My stomach hurts so much,” Sylvia cried out, leaving Carlee scared as she thought she was about to lose her grandson.

An ambulance came thereafter and medical workers carried Sylvia to the vehicle, followed behind by a distraught Carlee. About an hour later, when Sylvia was pushed out of the operating room by a nurse, Carlee was in tears.

"Sorry Mrs. Carlee...” Sylvia said weakly. Her arm was covered with gauze and her face was pale.

Carlee understood what she meant, and hurriedly raised her head to ask the nurse, "How is my daughter-in-law? Is the child in her womb okay?"

The nurse showed a regretful expression, shook her head and sighed, "Sorry ma'am, the patient fell from a height and was seriously injured, and the child has already miscarried.”

"My grandson is gone?" Carlee asked, tears pouring from her eyes.

Sylvia's eyes grew wet with tears as well and she began apologizing, “It's all my fault, Mrs. Carlee, I didn't protect the child well. I'm sorry for causing you this loss, you can scold me if you want to.”

Listening to Sylvia's constant confession, Carlee recovered from her grief.