Say You Will Be Mine novel Chapter 22

Far away from home, Matilda was dying in the emergency room.

“If... my ... situation is not good, please be sure... to keep my child.” Matilda took the doctor's hand and pleaded with a pale face.

The doctor patted her tightly clenched fingers and said softly from under the mask, “Don't worry. It's just a caesarean section. Although you fell down, it's going to be delivered and it won't be a big problem, so don't be so nervous.”

Matilda did not relax when she heard the doctor's words of comfort. Instead, she grasped the doctor's white coat more tightly and uttered words, “Please promise me... If something goes wrong... save the child first!”

She had very little time left to live, and whether she lived or not meant little to her.

But the child was different. It was Samuel's blood. Even if how reluctant she was to give it birth, in danger, she still chose to give birth to it.

At least, she would leave something to Samuel.

Although he might not care about it.

Matilda's consciousness gradually turned into a blur.

Outside the operating room, Aaron holding Rebecca sat on the bench in the hospital corridor with dull and vacant eyes.

...

At four p.m. of United Staten time, Samuel said goodbye to the head of the division, turning around and walking with a spring in his step toward the garage.

In the briefcase was the contract signed today. With this done, the company would take a big step forward in the development of the next three years.

He also had more time to think about his relationship with Matilda.

The baby had been almost nine months old in her belly and it would be born soon.

It was time to sit down and talk about it, for the sake of the child.

Walking briskly, Samuel got into the driver's seat and drove all the way to the direction of the airport.

In ten minutes' drive to the airport, the phone rang.

Seeing Matilda's number, he answered the phone in a good mood, “Hello, you finally call me.”

However, the next second, the phone came the decadent male voice, which made his happy expression froze.

“Matilda is dead, are you happy?”

Samuel’s hand on the steering wheel shook. He stopped the car sharply, smashing into the surrounding green belt.

After about two minutes, Samuel got out of the car, clutching his bleeding forehead, and strode toward the airport.

Blood covered Samuel's line of sight. He vaguely saw Matilda fell in a pool of blood, stretching out her hand toward him, seemed to be calling his name...

The next moment, before he entered the airport, He fell down covering his head in the crowd.

...

Samuel woke up with a start and found himself lying on the bed in the ward. Who sat beside was not Matilda, but Laney.

He frowned, wondering if he was concussed by a car and had hallucination?

How could Matilda die?

It was said that the good man does not live long, and that the devil lived a thousand years. A devil like her could not possibly die ahead of him.