One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 596

"It seems like you really hate him, you want to find him and kill him?" Ivan taunted.

Ivy's face was filled with a scowl, "He failed me, if he is really dead, I will be satisfied, if not, I naturally have to kill him again to let him know my pain!"

Ivan mentally rolled his eyes.

‘You have bullshit pain, Stanley did not fail you, it is you cannot get Stanley.’

What was in her mind!

Of course, Ivan wouldn't say what he was thinking about this, but pushed his glasses, "Okay, I'll send someone to ask."

Ivy pursed her lips and didn't speak anymore.

Soon the van re-drove away and disappeared in a few moments as if it had never come.

In a small town hospital about twenty miles away from this burned-out industrial area.

A twenty-something, good-looking woman walked into the ward carrying a thermos bucket.

A nurse in the ward saw her and smiled at her, "Miss Robinson, you're here."

"Yeah, made some soup for him to drink when he wakes up." Sophie Robinson said shyly as she looked over at the man in the hospital bed, dressed in a hospital gown, his face pale and his head wrapped in bandages, but without losing a trace of his handsome beauty.

When the nurse saw this, she smiled, "Miss Robinson, you are really considerate of your boyfriend."

Hearing the word boyfriend, Sophie's heart beat faster, her face reddened, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, "It's the right thing to do, after all, he's my boyfriend."

She replied, but a flicker of nonconfidence flashed under her eyes.

But the nurse didn't see it and closed the medical record book and added, "Miss Robinson, you are so nice, your boyfriend is really lucky, well, I'll leave you and your boyfriend alone, Miss Robinson, I'll go out first."

"Okay, take care." Sophie nodded.

After the nurse left, only Sophie and the man on the hospital bed were left in the ward.

Sophie sighed in relief, then put the thermos on the bed and looked at the man in the hospital bed.

In fact, she had just lied, the man wasn't her boyfriend, but one she had picked up on her way back from a visit to relatives, passing by a river.

She had never seen such a good looking man, and at first glance, her heart fluttered, then she took the man into her car and returned to the town where she had grown up.

She had no idea who this man was or what his name was.

The man didn't have any identification or cell phone on him, so she couldn't contact his family.

But that was good for her instead; she didn't know what brand the man was wearing, but by the quality, she could tell it must be expensive.

That means that this man must be of noble status, and if she contacts his family, maybe his family picks him up and she never sees him again.

Though she knew it was a bit selfish to leave him here, she was willing to put up a fight for the sake of her love.

Thinking of this, Sophie reached out her hand and touched the man's brow and thin lips, couldn't help but start imagining this man looking at her with gentle eyes and kissing her with his beautiful thin lips.

Abroad, in the hospital.

After several hours of first aid, Violet finally passed the difficult time, and the child in her belly was successfully delivered by C-section.

The child is only six months old, more than half the size of a full-term child, and the whole body is red, the five senses and limbs only to see the completion of development, the voice is as faint as a cat.

Aimee's heart trembled as several people stood outside the nursery, looking through the glass at the tiny child in the incubator.

"Is he really possible to survive?" Linda murmured.

Fraser coughed, "What are you talking?"

"I know I shouldn't say this, but this kid is so small, not much bigger than a cat cub, and I really ......"

Linda didn't continue with the latter words.

But how could Fraser and Aimee not know what she meant.