Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: Chapter 143

By the time Mr. and Mrs. Sutton heard the news and rushed to the hospital, Sylvia Lancaster had already been taken into the operating room. The doctor said it was highly unlikely the baby could be saved.

In the family waiting area, Simon Lancaster and his parents were pacing anxiously, while Holly Rhodes stood to the side, watching with a cold expression, her arms crossed.

Seeing this, Mrs. Sutton grabbed Elaine Hughes and asked anxiously, "Elaine, what on earth happened? Sylvia was fine before she came home. How could something happen to the baby after she was only home for a little while?"

Mr. Sutton frowned and added, "Yes, the baby Sylvia is carrying is our family’s first grandson. What exactly happened?"

Simon Lancaster, feeling both anxious and grief-stricken, looked at Mr. and Mrs. Sutton and said in a pained voice, "It’s my fault. I accidentally pushed Sylvia. She lost her balance and fell..."

At this, Simon Lancaster choked up, overwhelmed by regret and sorrow. His eyes were red as he said, "Mr. Sutton, Mrs. Sutton, it’s all my fault. Hit me, yell at me. If anything happens to Sylvia, I’ll never be able to forgive myself."

Hearing this, Mr. Sutton’s face turned ashen. He stared at him without a word, finally letting out a heavy sigh after a long moment.

Mrs. Sutton, however, murmured in a daze, "She fell... How could this happen..."

Seeing the situation, Elaine Hughes subtly moved to shield her son. She gave Mr. and Mrs. Sutton an awkward smile and said, "Please, try not to get too upset. It was an accident. Simon didn’t do it on purpose. You know how he’s doted on his little sister since they were children."

Seeing the dark expressions on Mr. and Mrs. Sutton’s faces, Robert Lancaster also stepped forward. "That’s right. Sylvia is still in surgery. Let’s just wait for now. Hopefully, both mother and child will be safe."

The group stood in the waiting area, each lost in their own thoughts. Simon Lancaster’s mind was a complete blank. ’Sylvia is about five months pregnant; logically, the pregnancy should have been stable by now. Why would a single fall cause this?’

Confusion, panic, and regret warred within him. He glanced around anxiously, and his eyes inadvertently met Holly Rhodes’s. He quickly looked away in a fluster.

He had no idea how to explain things to Holly. He regretted blurting out those words of devotion to Sylvia in the heat of the moment. Knowing Holly’s temper, Simon was sure she would never let this go.

But with Sylvia and her unborn child in critical condition, Simon really didn’t have the energy to argue with Holly. All he could do was avoid the subject as much as possible.

Before long, the doctor came out. He spoke to the group in an apologetic tone, "The adult is out of danger, but we couldn’t save the baby. Please accept my condolences."

At this news, everyone except Holly Rhodes had looks of despair on their faces.

Simon Lancaster collapsed into a squat on the floor, his heart filled with pain and self-loathing. For a moment, he didn’t know how to face what had happened.

Robert Lancaster covered his face in grief, while Elaine Hughes nearly collapsed onto the floor.

Of the group, Mrs. Sutton had the strongest reaction. The color drained from her face as she stammered, "How could this be... The baby... The baby’s gone..."

Mrs. Sutton felt her entire world crumbling. She had just experienced the pain of losing a son a few months ago. Afterward, she had consulted a master and was hopefully awaiting her younger son’s reincarnation. She never imagined that this baby, too, would be lost.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug deep into her palms.

Elaine Hughes hugged Mrs. Sutton, also crying out in sorrow.

Mr. Sutton closed his eyes, saying nothing. For a moment, an air of despair enveloped them all.

A short while later, a nurse came over and said to them, "The patient has been moved to the observation ward. Could a few of you please come handle the payment?"

Hearing this, Robert Lancaster and Elaine Hughes wrung their hands awkwardly and looked pleadingly at Mr. and Mrs. Sutton—they had very little money left. This private hospital was too expensive, and they couldn’t afford the bill.

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