"I have gone too far?" Sophia was unconvinced, suddenly turned around and looked at James, "Don’t you think it is she who has gone too far? Because she looks like me, she has been pestering William. She was even pregnant with William’s child! James, what do you want me to do? What do you want me to do! "
"……"
James was silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "But you couldn’t kill her. You could postpone the operation, but you chose to do it when she was in the worst condition. Sophia, she almost died."
"So what?" Sophia snorted coldly. James made his shoulders down and he rubbed his hair impatiently. James turned and walked past Sophia, leaving only one sentence, "Take care of yourself!" Then he ran away in the direction of Mia.
Sophia was angry and squeezed her fingers on the wheelchair’s armrest, revealing her bruised knuckles.
"Sophia?" William came to the ward and saw Sophia instead of Mia. He was stunned for a moment before calling Sophia.
Sophia hastily adjusted her mood and pushed her wheelchair towards William with a look of disappointment.
William looked at the empty bed. He frowned and his eyes became dim. Sophia took his hand and told him, "William, what about Mia? Mia didn’t want to live here anymore. She wanted to leave the hospital, and I couldn’t stop her. "
"Where is she?" William was worried. He came in yesterday when she was in a coma. She looked pale and weak, which made others worry about her. The nurse said she was extremely weak after the abortion. She had to recuperate for at least half a month to get out of bed. How could she suddenly leave?
Where could she go?
William looked down at Sophia, adjusted his mood, and whispered, "She’ll be OK. Don’t care about others when you are not well. I will push you back to rest. "
"But, Mia almost died when she tried to save me. I didn’t know she was pregnant. If I knew, I wouldn’t have let her save me." There was a glimmer of hate in Sophia’s eyes, but it soon disappeared. William didn’t see it at all.
Sophia took William’s hand and said remorsefully, "William, that baby was yours. I’m really sorry. It’s my fault."
William wiped away her tears, squatted down and touched her forehead. His eyes were filled with infinite tenderness, "Sophia, it’s not your fault. Isn’t that better, is it? You will soon recover and we will have our own child."
"Well, but Mia is too pathetic."
William held her head softly and sighed helplessly, "You are so kind!" William hugged Sophia again, and his heart was filled with warmth and tenderness. It was her kindness that melted his frozen heart and let her become his favorite.
This was real Sophia. No matter when and where, she always considered others first and always put her own interests last.
Mia was helped by a servant to go out of the hospital and staggered forward. She didn’t know where she was going. Her body and heart had already become numb because of the pain. She just blankly walked along with her weak feet.
Where would she go? Perhaps, tonight, she would die in some unknown corner, and then she would become a touch of a lonely soul. It was OK. God had given her so much suffering. Today, her life would depend on God. If it really wanted her to die, just let her die quickly.
In fact, she didn’t want to live. After she lost her baby, that little desire to survive disappeared. She didn’t even know what she was living for.
She was very weak. After a few steps, she fell down. She stubbornly tried to get up, but fell again. After passers-by saw her strange behavior, they just made detours. Mia was miserable and her face was covered with tears.
She hated it. She hated it. She wanted to cry, and she wanted to ask why God was so unfair to her, and why God tortured her so much. But she couldn’t ask. Her throat was sore and hoarse, like a knife cutting her.
Mia couldn’t walk, and she just crawled. She crawled for a while and then stood up to walk again. She was covered with dust! The faces of her father, William and Sophia, just flashed through her mind. She could only bite her teeth more tightly. Why did these people want to make her like this? Why did they want her to die?
She was just an ordinary girl. She just wanted to have an ordinary day and had an ordinary dream!
She had lost everything. "Ah!" She finally roared, and the smell of blood filled her mouth. Then, she fell to the ground again and twitched.
William impatiently threw a cigarette butt and immediately lit another cigarette. At his feet, there were already many cigarette butts. He puffed out a ring of smoke and felt that his lungs were terrible. Then he coughed.
He felt terrible and uncomfortable, especially his heart!
Why did he think of her? Wasn’t it better if she had gone?
He kept telling himself to forget Mia. However, her appearance became clearer. Her pale face and her despair laughter in the car were accusing him of ruthlessness and cruelty. He felt that a knife was cutting his heart. He was in great pain!
Where could she go? She was weak, and she just got through a dangerous period. Was she really not in danger?
He clearly said that he was just infatuated with her body, just like a man’s infatuation with women. Why did he care about her? Sophia was going to be fine. He would be with Sophia, and they would have a good future. It would be wonderful, right?
Mia was not worth his love at all. Mia was vicious. She hurt Sophia again and again. She almost killed Sophia! Her miscarriage was nothing. If not for her, the first bone marrow transplantation of Sophia would not have failed, and Sophia would not have suffered so much!
It didn’t matter if she almost died. She hurt Sophia badly, so it was even a great kindness to let her die!
The pain in his heart slowly subsided. He took a look at the cigarette that he had smoked half, no longer in the mood to smoke again, and then he threw the cigarette away. John stood quietly behind William. Again, William became cool and cold.
"Is Lady Brown resting?"
"Lady has taken a rest."
"You must protect her. You must carefully check what she eats and uses!"
"Yes!"
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