Want My Womb? I'll Make You Childless novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

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Police Station, Interrogation Room.

Richard lay on the floor. The paramedics who had rushed to the scene loosened Richard’s collar and tie, turned his head to the side, and placed an oxygen mask over his face.

The lawyer stood by, helplessly watching the scene unfold, beads of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

“Mr. Bennett…”

Chris stared at Richard’s rapidly rising and falling chest, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

“Heart rate continues to drop! Prepare to defibrillate!”

The head of the emergency team swiftly applied the electrode pads, his eyes glued to the monitor.

“Charging!360 joules! Clear!”

With a dull thud, as the electricity coursed through his body, Richard arched violently, as if grasped by an invisible hand, before slamming back down onto the floor.

But the green line on the monitor remained faint, almost flat, each fluctuation as thin as a strand of hair, signaling that life was rapidly slipping away.

“One more time!”

Without hesitation, the team leader pressed the button again. The second jolt of electricity caused Richard’s limbs to convulse uncontrollably, his cloudy eyes rolled back, and his consciousness began to fade.

“This is bad!”

An officer didn’t dare delay and grabbed the phone on the desk.

“Hello! Command Center! A suspect in the interrogation room has suffered a sudden heart attack! The situation is critical! Send paramedics here immediately!”

“The address is Room 302, third floor, interrogation building, West Side Police Station!”

Clara Bennett stepped out of the police station, the biting autumn wind whipping against her face, making her cheeks sting.

She raised a hand to tighten her collar as an ambulance sped past, its red and blue lights flashing, momentarily blinding her. The shrill siren seemed to pierce directly into her heart, sending her pulse racing and a wave of inexplicable panic creeping up her spine. Instinctively, she turned back to look at the police station. The ambulance had come to a stop in front of the building, and several paramedics rushed inside with a stretcher and first aid kit.

Seeing her standing motionless at the entrance, Ryan Walker got out of the car parked outside the station and walked over to her, draping a shawl around her shoulders.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

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Clara shook her head.“I just suddenly feel a little anxious…”

Before she could finish, her phone rang. Seeing Chris Evans‘ name on the screen, Clara frowned, her anxiety intensifying.

“Ms. Bennett, your father…”

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Chris’s voice trailed off, likely thinking about all the things Richard Bennett had done.“Mr. Bennett had a sudden heart attack during the interrogation. They’re trying to revive him now. Do you want to come by?”

Surprise flickered in Clara’s eyes, and her fingers instinctively tightened around her phone, her knuckles turning white.

She turned, gazing at the ambulance parked in the yard. After a long pause, she said, “No, I’ll let Victor Bennett know.”

“…Okay.”

Chris didn’t

press her.

Ryan noticed the distress on her face and asked with concern, “What’s wrong?”

Clara took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her eyes.“Richard Bennett had a sudden heart attack. They’re trying to save him.”

“Can you let Victor Bennett know? Tell him to come over.”

Ryan paused, refraining from suggesting Clara go back to check on him. He nodded and pulled out his phone.

Clara remained standing at the entrance of the police station, gazing up and counting the floors, wondering which of the many windows belonged to the interrogation room.

When she handed Chris the scanned contents of the metal box, she knew Richard Bennett was done for.

She had even felt a flicker of impatience when she received Chris’s call that day, informing her that Richard Bennett would only confess if he could see her.

She was only there to make Richard confess the truth, to get to the bottom of things, and to bring peace to her mother’s soul.

Deep down, she knew this was the last time she would see Richard.

Once the verdict was in, considering what Richard had done, even if he didn’t get the death penalty, he would spend the rest of his life in prison.

But there was a difference between him being alive in prison and him suddenly having a heart attack, hanging by a thread.

She looked up at the distant horizon, the heavy clouds like a chronic illness weighing on her heart, and she felt a wave of exhaustion.

Before long, a black sedan sped up and stopped in front of the Police Station. Victor Bennett pushed the door open, a look of panic on his face. Seeing Clara, he hurried over, “Clara, Dad… how is he?”

Clara glanced at him indifferently and shook her head.“I don’t know, they’re still trying to save him. The ambulance is here.”

As she spoke, paramedics came out, carrying the unconscious Richard Bennett.

Richard’s face was as pale as paper, his lips were purple, and his eyes were tightly closed.

Seeing this, Victor’s pupils contracted, and he stumbled, quickly stepping forward “Dad! Dad!”

He tried to follow the stretcher, but the paramedics stopped him.“Family members, please don’t interfere with the resuscitation efforts. Just follow the ambulance to the hospital.”

Victor nodded and quickly climbed into the ambulance. The doors slammed shut, and the siren wailed again as it sped off toward the

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hospital.

“Should we follow them?”

Ryan didn’t miss the fleeting look of desolation in her eyes.

“No.”

Clara shook her head.

What was the point of following?

She wasn’t a doctor.

All that remained between her and Richard was a blood tie.

“Let’s

go back to the hospital.”

Nathan was still unconscious, and Ryan had only taken a temporary leave from work.

“Ms. Bennett.”

Clara stopped and turned to see Chris hurrying out of the police station, his expression serious.

“Detective Evans.”

Clara composed herself, pushing aside the complicated emotions swirling within her.“Is there something you

“Yes.”

Chris pulled a file from his briefcase and handed it to her.

“This is the latest update on the Robert Anderson case. We’ve officially filed charges.”

need?”

“Thanks to the evidence you provided, we’ve uncovered the truth behind his scheme to short Anderson Industries.”

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“Additionally, we’ve discovered his involvement in embezzlement, contract fraud, illegal asset transfers, and other financial crimes.”

“All the evidence has been secured, and the case will proceed according to the law.”

Clara took the file, glanced through it casually, and handed it back to Chris, her expression calm.

“Thank you, Officer Evans.”

Once Robert Anderson was convicted, Emma and Patricia Anderson would be finished too.

“If

you need

my cooperation in the future, feel free to contact me at any time.”

Watching her composed demeanor, Chris couldn’t help but feel a wave of emotions as he recalled Richard Bennett’s breakdown in the interrogation room.

“Okay, we’ll notify you as soon as we have any updates.”

“I need to get to the hospital, so I won’t keep you.”

“Okay.”

Watching Chris get into the police car and drive off after the ambulance, Clara turned and got into the car with Ryan Walker. The black car quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

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Outside the hospital’s emergency room.

Victor Bennett sat on the waiting room chair outside the emergency room, his hands clenched tightly, his face etched with anxiety.

The doctor had already issued a critical condition notice. He knew that Richard Bennett’s chances of survival were slim this time.

The emergency room light went off, and the doctor pushed the door open and came out.

“Doctor, how is my dad?”

Victor rubbed his face and went up to him.

The doctor removed his mask, a hint of weariness in his eyes, and spoke in a grave tone, “We managed to revive him, but his condition isn’t promising.”

“The patient already had a serious underlying heart condition. This sudden myocardial infarction has caused severe damage to his heart. He’s been transferred to the ICU for monitoring. Whether he pulls through depends on the next seventy–two hours.”

Victor Bennett swayed slightly.“Can I see him now?”

“Not at the moment. The ICU is a sterile environment. Visitation is only allowed during designated hours.”

The doctor shook his head.“We’ll do everything we can. You should also prepare yourself for the worst.”

Victor Bennett leaned heavily against the wall, staring at the closed doors of the ICU, a mix of emotions swirling within him.

He pulled out his phone, intending to call Clara Bennett and inform her of Richard Bennett’s condition, wanting her to see her father

one last time.

He found Clara Bennett’s number, his finger hovering over the call button, and he gave a wry smile.

What good would it do to call?

Clara Bennett wouldn’t come.

He had been raised by Richard Bennett since childhood, and even he, after learning about Richard’s actions that led to Diane causing the car accident that killed his mother, couldn’t help but feel resentment towards him.

Let alone Clara Bennett,

After leaving the Bennett family at six, she’d had minimal contact with Richard.

Then, after her mother’s death, Diane had misled them, father and son, into blaming Clara for everything, which severed ties completely.

Recently, their only interaction had been about exploiting her to secure the Blade project; concern for her well–being was nonexistent. He glanced at the police officers guarding the ICU ward entrance, then slumped onto a waiting chair at the other end of the corridor, resting his head against the wall and closing his eyes.

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Inside the ICU, Richard lay in bed, a web of tubes connected to his body. The rhythmic whir of the respirator filled the room, each

breath a labored effort.

He slowly opened his eyes, his vision blurred, only able to make out the faint glow of the ceiling lights.

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The all—consuming pain was unbearable, yet his mind was frighteningly clear. He knew he likely wouldn’t make it through this time.

“Victor…”

He spoke weakly, his voice a mere whisper.

The nurse stationed by his bedside immediately pressed the call button and leaned in, asking, “Mr. Bennett, what do you need?”

“Get… get Victor in here…”

Richard said with difficulty, a hint of urgency in his eyes.

The nurse nodded and quickly brought Victor Bennett in.

Seeing Richard Bennett lying on his deathbed, Victor Bennett’s nose stung, and he nearly burst into tears. “Dad, I’m here.”

Richard Bennett turned his eyes towards him, his lips moving slightly. “I… I don’t have much time left. There are some things… I need to tell you…”

“Dad, don’t say that. Just rest. The doctor said you’re going to get better.”

Victor Bennett said, choking back tears.

“It’s no use…”

Richard Bennett shook his head, his breathing becoming even more shallow.“I know my own body.”

He looked at Victor Bennett, his eyes filled with deep remorse.

“I’ve put you through a lot these past years. You’ve had to worry so much about the company…”

Victor Bennett quickly shook his head.“Dad, it’s all what I should be doing.”

“The shares under my name…”

Richard Bennett paused, as if gathering his strength.“Give Clara Bennett six percent…”

“This is my… way of making it up to her… Her mom passed away too soon… I, as her father… didn’t fulfill my responsibility…”

“Over the years… I haven’t been good to her… I even… used her…”

His voice trembled, a flash of pain crossing his eyes.“These six percent of shares… it’s the only thing I can do…”

“This is my wish… and my atonement…”

He looked at Victor Bennett, his eyes pleading.“Victor, promise me… don’t hold anything against Clara… In the future… help her out… take care of Anderson Industries… and take care of Bennett Group…”

Victor Bennett nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. “I promise you.”

Richard Bennett seemed to relax a little, and continued, “Also…. about Blade… don’t go after Clara anymore…”

“I got connected with the Carter Group through Adrian Carter. If you manage things well, Bennett Group will be okay…”

Victor Bennett raised a hand to wipe his eyes.“Okay, I understand. Don’t worry.”

He knew

very well that Richard Bennett was suspected of illegal organ trafficking. Now that everything had come to light, the police were conducting a full investigation, and those dirty deeds from back then couldn’t be hidden at all.

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The reputation of Bennett Group was utterly ruined. Revitalizing Bennett Group would be like trying to climb to the sky.

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Richard Bennett seemed to see through his thoughts and sighed softly.“Bennett Group… is the work of my entire life… It’s a pity.”

When he took over Bennett Group, it was just a small, unknown company in Boston, not even ranking among the top businesses there.

Through his partnership with Daniel Quinn, he expanded Bennett Group, bringing it to where it was today.

But it was precisely those deals he made with Daniel Quinn twenty years ago that led to the Bennett Group’s downfall today.

Richard Bennett’s breath grew fainter, his eyes starting to lose focus.

“Clara… didn’t come?”

He strained to open his eyes wider, as if searching for something, but in the end, he didn’t see that familiar figure.

Victor Bennett hung his head, silent.

The disappointment in Richard Bennett’s eyes deepened, eventually turning into a blank void.

He knew that Clara would never forgive him, would never come to see him one last time.

It was for the best, perhaps. A man like him didn’t deserve her forgiveness anyway.

His consciousness fading, he thought he saw Linda Bennett.

Linda was wearing a white dress, standing in a warm halo of light, a gentle smile on her face, exactly as he remembered her.

“Linda, have you come to take me away…?”

He reached out, wanting to grasp her, to get closer to her.

But no matter how he ran, how he chased, he could never catch up to that figure. Linda’s smile receded further and further, finally disappearing into the light.

“Linda… wait for me…”

He murmured to himself, two streams of clear tears flowing from his eyes.

Then, his eyes slowly closed, the sound of the respirator abruptly evened out, and the line on the electrocardiogram gradually flattened into a straight line.

“Dad! Dad!”

Victor Bennett, realizing something was wrong, cried out in anguish.

“I’m sorry for your loss.”

The nurse patted Victor Bennett on the shoulder and glanced at the time.

1:45 PM, Richard Bennett passed away due to a heart attack.

Victor Bennett collapsed onto the floor, tears streaming down his face, his cries heart–wrenching, years of pent–up emotions erupting

at that moment.

He had hated Richard Bennett, hated him for having an affair all those years ago, for engaging in illegal activities, for valuing the interests of the Bennett Group so highly.

But at this moment, Richard Bennett was dead, completely gone from his life, and he realized that what he felt most was reluctance and

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sorrow.

Outside the ICU, Chris Evans, separated by the glass, listened to the cries coming from inside. He watched Victor Bennett weeping by the bedside, his brow furrowed, his expression grave.

Richard Bennett was just…gone. Daniel Quinn was injured, lying unconscious in a hospital bed. So many people were involved in the illegal organ trafficking back then; he didn’t know when they would ever get to the bottom of it.

His heart was filled with regret, but also helplessness.

Just then, a police officer rushed over, his face panicked, and spoke urgently to Chris.

“Detective Evans, we have a problem! Daniel… Daniel has escaped from his hospital room!”