Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother (Norah and Lucien) novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141

Norah’s POV

A sharp, unbearable pain ripped through my right hand

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Held in Mateo’s arms, the blood loss made my vision blur with dark spots, and a deep cramping pain low in my stomach would not stop.

“Nono, hold on. Just hold on.” Mateo’s voice shook with fear and urgency I had never heard before.

He held me tight against his chest, and his other hand pressed a thick piece of cloth hard against my bleeding palm, trying to slow the nonstop bleeding.

The car engine thundered in my ears as we rushed through the streets.

Mateo kept shouting at the driver. “Faster! If anything happens to her or the baby, I will burn all of Paris to the ground!”

His voice was deadly serious and promised real harm, and through the fog in my head, only one word came through clearly: baby.

My body reacted on its own.

I tried to curl inward to protect my stomach, but even that small move sent new waves of pain that made it hard to breathe.

We skidded to a stop at the hospital, and Mateo carried me through the emergency doors, his shout echoing down the white hallway. “I need every specialist now. Move!”

Doctors and nurses, shocked by his intensity, rushed around us like scared ants.

“Cut tendons and nerves in the palm. Severe blood loss. We need to take her to surgery now!”

“The fetus is in trouble!”

The loud voices reached me in broken bits. I could not make sense of them or f

trength to try.

Mateo held my unhurt hand very tight and looked down at me, his face full of fear and deep pain. “Nono, don’t be scared. Look at me. I will save you. I swear on my life I will save our child.”

“The baby…” I used all the strength I had left to say the word.

“They are fine. Everything is fine.” Mateo bent down and pressed a hard kiss to my sweaty forehead. “The doctor says the baby is strong, a fighter like its mother. You have to be strong now, Nono, for them.”

I was rushed into the operating room, and the cold bright lights above blurred away as the medicine flowed into my veins and pulled me under.

When I slowly woke up again, Mateo was there, his eyes locked on me and dark with worry.

“Nono? You’re awake.”

He called for the doctor right away.

After a quick check, the doctor let out a breath of relief. The fetus is stable for now, but full bed rest is

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required from this point forward.”

Hearing the baby was safe eased the tight fear in my chest a little, and then I was wrapped in thick, heavy bandages, and I looked at the doctor. “My hand

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ve my right hand. It

The doctor’s face turned serious s he looked at me with real regret. “Ms. Hawthorne, the nerves and tendons in your palm are fully cut, and the injury is very serious. We have done what we can, but to have any chance of full use again, you need a special nerve surgery within the next twenty–four hours by the top specialist in this field. Otherwise,” he paused, “you may never hold a pencil again.”

Never hold a pencil again, the words rang in my head as my world broke apart right there in that clean hospital bed.

Thornbird, my designs, and the very thing that made me who I was all crashed down at once.

It was over, all of it.

“No!” The scream ripped out of me from deep inside, full of pain I did not know I could feel.

Mateo grabbed the doctor by the collar, his eyes red with anger. “Then bring him here! I don’t care what it costs!”

The doctor went pale. “Mr. Vega… the only team qualified, Professor David and his group, are at a closed academic conference in Washington. It is impossible to reach them, and even harder to bring them here in time…”

“There is always another way!” Mateo’s voice stayed calm but dangerous.

“Even if we could contact them, traveling from Washington to Paris within the time limit is physically impossible…”

“Then we go to them!” Mateo let go of the doctor and turned to me, his movements suddenly gentle but rushed. He carefully lifted me from the bed. “Nono, don’t be scared. We are flying to Washington. Right now. You are going to be okay. I swear.”

He carried me quickly out of the room and straight to the private helicopter waiting on the hospital roof.

As the blades started to spin, Mateo looked at me, his face fully serious. “Nono. Amélie Veyron and Lucien Constantine pay. They will feel pain far worse than

ine. I will make

I shook my head weakly.

The anger inside me was gone, pushed out by a colder and more frightening truth.

Staying in this fight and holding on to thoughts of Lucien would only pull me and my child deeper into danger.

his de

I looked at Mateo and made the only choice that made sense.

“Mateo, I need you to do something for me.”

“Anything.”

“Make Lucien Constantine disappear from my life. Dont let him find me. Don’t let him know what happened. And most of all, you must never let him know about this child.”

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Mateo looked shocked. After a long pause, he asked quietly, “Nono, are you sur Doesn’t he have a right to know?”

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is the father.

as business empire, A dry, bitter laugh came from my cracked lips. “A right? Mateo, he has his new wi and everything he ever fought for. And me? I thought I had something too, but now my studio is barely rebuilt, my hand is ruined, and the man I loved is gone. All I have left is this child, a child he does not even know exists. I can’t take risks anymore, Teo. I can’t afford to lose. My child can’t afford to lose.”

Mateo gently wiped a tear from my cheek. “And what if one day the child asks about his father? What will you say?”

I closed my eyes as a single tear slid into my hair. “He won’t ask. I will give him twice the love. He will never feel what is missing.”

Mateo pulled me into a tight hug, his lips against my hair. “No, Nono. He will have a father. I will be his father. We will give him three times the love. He will have the best father in the world. I will love him the way I love you. Marry me, Norah. Let me protect you both forever. I will use everything I have to build the safest life for you and our child.”

The helicopter lifted into the sky, cutting through the clouds and carrying me away from Paris, away from Lucien, and toward a future I never imagined.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall freely.

I knew that from this moment on, whatever existed between Lucien and me was

over.

Completely, for good.