My Mirror Image by Maybe Not (Candice And Alex’s) novel Chapter 470

Candice's words seemed light, but they echoed loudly in Alex's mind.

Suddenly, Alex's eyes narrowed. He looked bewildered for a moment, and then a mix of complex feelings flooded his expression.

Standing there, facing Candice's dull and empty gaze, he felt like icy blades were piercing deep into his bones.

The sensation was chilling and painful. It felt like his hands were squeezing his heart tighter with every breath until it became unbearable, and he struggled to remain steady.

His vision blurred, leaving only Candice's pale face and empty eyes in focus.

Her words echoed in his mind. She had said their child was gone.

His child.

The usually indifferent expression on Alex's face crumbled. He looked at Candice; inside his eyes, there was confusion and panic, the realization dawning that he was on the brink of losing something precious.

Yana's voice shattered the silence, dripping with sarcasm.

"What's with that expression? Don't you realize how ridiculous you are? Your family stooped to despicable acts like tampering with medical reports and pressuring Candice to abort just to get rid of the child in her belly."

"Alex, why pretend otherwise? It's sickening. Meeting you was the worst thing that ever happened to Candice."

Yana's voice echoed loudly as she stood protectively in front of Candice's hospital bed.

Alex's gaze passed over her and landed on Candice, lying behind.

Her lips were colorless, and her long eyelashes concealed the light in her eyes.

Candice sat there quietly, yet it felt like she was a world away from Alex.

She remained quiet and composed. Only the corners of her eyes held a hint of moisture, each tear feeling like a dagger piercing Alex's heart.

When Sawyer arrived an hour after Alex's call, he found Alex standing beneath a large, ancient tree outside the hospital. There was something different about him.

The dry branches above Alex rustled slightly, adorned with fresh green leaves, but they couldn't dispel the loneliness surrounding him.

Candice stayed in the hospital for three days.

Yana visited her daily, bringing plenty of food and chatting about light topics, carefully avoiding any mention of Alex and the Elysians.

Hanley also came by, quieter compared to Yana. Sometimes he talked about the studio, and other times about random topics.

Colleagues from the studio and Hannah also visited, but Candice didn't engage much.

She became lost in daydreams, often staring out the window in a daze.

No one knew what was on her mind. They watched as she grew thinner by the day, avoiding any mention of the child.

"Hey, did you see that man this morning? He's been here for several nights now, arriving at ten at night and leaving at eight in the morning," a nurse whispered during morning rounds.

Another nurse marveled, "I don't know whose family member he is, but he's always standing guard, never entering the ward. I saw him in a Maybach that day. Such wealth, yet he spends his days at the hospital. It's odd."

The comment sparked murmurs, but Candice remained unfazed, still staring out the window from her bed.