It took about a few minutes of crying before Violet stopped.
Linda pulled her out of the hospital and told her to sit by the flower bed for a moment while she went to a nearby milk tea shop and bought two cups of hot milk.
"Here." Linda handed one of the cups to Violet.
Violet reached out to take it and thanked her with a breathless voice.
Linda sat next to her, "Violet, what's the deal with this kid?"
Violet held the milk in both hands, the milk was hot, warming her palms but not her heart at the moment.
She took a deep breath and answered in a sad voice, "The doctor said that the child in my belly is developmentally deformed and will be born with either a missing arm or leg, a missing organ, a vegetable or a stillborn baby, and advised me to remove it."
"What?" Linda was stunned.
The situation was actually this serious!
"Violet, you agreed?" Linda asked, looking at Violet's belly.
Violet shook her head, "I couldn't, but with this child's situation, it's obviously impossible not to say yes."
"That's true." Linda nodded.
Violet closed her eyes, "Linda, what do you think I should do now? I don't even know how to tell Stanley, if he knows the baby is in this condition, will he blame me?"
After all, it was her fault that the baby had turned out the way it had in her belly.
She was really quite afraid of seeing Stanley's reproachful eyes.
Linda patted the back of Violet's hand, "I don't think Mr. Murphy will, he loves you so much, knowing the child's situation, he'll only be heartbroken."
"Really?" Violet looked up at her.
Linda's eyes flickered sheepishly for a moment, "Well ...... I don't dare to guarantee it, after all, I don't know Mr. Murphy well, but it's likely to be true, Violet, don't worry."
Violet let out a bitter smile, "It doesn't matter he blame me, after all, it was indeed me who made the child like this, but I don't understand, why did it suddenly have such a problem?"
Linda blinked, "Could the hospital have gotten it wrong?"
"I don't think so, the hospital yesterday and the hospital just now both said there is something wrong with the baby, there's no way they could both be mistaken." Violet shook her head.
She hoped there was a mistake.
But that was unlikely now.
But Linda was not resigned to fate and pulled Violet up, "Nothing is absolute, what if they really are mistaken? Come on, let's go to another hospital."
With that, she pulled Violet and got into the car.
Two hours later, Linda came out of the third hospital with an even paler Violet.
At this point, Linda could no longer say that the hospital had gotten it wrong.
Two hospitals got it wrong. What about the fifth hospital?
"Violet ......" Linda looked at Violet worriedly.
Violet shook her head wearily, "I'm fine, this baby is exactly like what Dr. Pitre said, it seems like it really can't be kept. I just don't know how to tell Stanley."
"Just say it straight, I think he will always understand." Linda sighed.
Violet's lips twitched and she didn't say anything.
In the evening, Violet dialed Stanley's number.
It happened to be in the morning in the country at this time.
Stanley heard the phone ring, an arm stretched out from the covers, touched the phone on the bed, and put it to his ear without opening his eyes, "Hello?"
Listening to the man's tired voice, Violet bit her lower lip, "It's me, did I wake you up?"
Stanley abruptly opened his eyes, glanced at it, confirmed it was Violet, rubbed his temples and replied with a light laugh, "No, why are you calling me so early?"
"I miss you." Violet said as she sat on the couch.
Stanley's pupils shrank, then he hung up the phone and sent a video chat invitation over.
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