Xavier panicked and carried her towards the car. He didn't see Jacob following him. He scolded, "Why are you still standing there?"
Jacob quickly ran over to help open the door. When Xavier carried Arya into the car, he ran to the driver's seat.
Before Xavier said anything, he drove at the fastest speed.
But Xavier didn't care. He could only feel Arya's body trembling in his arms.
Xavier leaned over and kissed her forehead, probably because she was sweating. It was cold. Xavier comforted her with all he'd got, "It's okay. Don't be afraid. I got your back."
Arya was very quiet, but her shaking hands implied her fear. Xavier held her cold hands.
"When I was pregnant with Ryan... I couldn't do it. The doctor told me that he died prematurely. I didn't even want to live anymore..."
Arya rarely wept in front of Xavier.
But she couldn't hold it back this time.
Tears fell silently, one by one.
Her look stroke terror into Xavier's heart as if a huge stone was hanging on to his heart and he couldn't breathe.
At some point, Xavier could not find any words to comfort her at all. He just held her tightly in his arms and gave her warmth and comfort with his body.
"Drive faster!" Xavier roared.
At this moment, there was a red light in front of him. Jacob honked his horn and flashed the headlights to pass it.
After four or five minutes, the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital.
Jacob helped open the door and immediately walked to contact Arya's doctor.
Arya was arranged to enter the operating room. Xavier stood at the door of the operation room, so helpless that he didn't know where to put his hand. He was very panicked and angry. He put his hand in his pocket to look for a cigarette, but he didn't bring it.
Jacob was observant and quickly took out a cigarette. When Xavier reached for it, he found that there was blood on his hand. Not much, but it was enough to make Xavier lose control.
He was startled and almost lost his footing. He supported the wall with one hand and bent his back because of the pressure in his chest.
He bent over and faced the wall. No one could see his expression.
Jacob walked aimlessly because of anxiety. He took a look at the operating room from time to time, but almost an hour had passed, and he did not hear the crying of a child, nor did he see Arya being pushed out.
If something happened to Arya, Jacob was sure that Xavier would go crazy.
He went to a corner and got through to the old mansion without permission.
Bridget picked up the phone. When she heard Jacob's voice, she asked, "Why are you calling at this time?"
"Come to the hospital right now..."
Bridget's heart sank. "Hospital? What happened to my brother?"
"He's fine. It's your sister-in-law..."
Arya?
It was not her due date of pregnancy yet.
Bridget widened her eyes. She had a bad feeling. Jacob sounded anxious.
After hanging up the phone, Bridget ran upstairs. "Mom..."
Daisy was packing up her clothes for the baby that Arya was about to give birth to. When she went to the street and saw the baby store, she wanted to go in and shop. She bought a lot of milk bottles, diapers, and small clothes.
She had never raised Ryan when he was a child, nor did she see him as a baby. It was a pity for her, so she was eager for this one and did everything by herself.
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