Chapter 320

Natalia awoke to find Scarlett sitting at her bedside, eyes red and swollen from crying.

Instinctively, her hand went to her belly, and her face turned deathly pale.

"Where's the baby? And Hamilton?"

Scarlett, who had just managed to stop her tears, began to cry again.

Natalia felt a chill run through her limbs.

"Is it the baby or is it Hamilton?"

Holding Natalia's hand, Scarlett struggled to speak, "Natalia, the baby, the baby..."

She couldn't bring herself to say the word "gone." Despite being a doctor accustomed to life and death, she found herself unable to articulate the loss.

Tears spilled from Natalia's eyes unexpectedly as she stared at Scarlett, then suddenly, she laughed.

"Scarlett, stop joking around. She was just kicking in my belly."

Scarlett sobbed uncontrollably, gripping Natalia's hand even tighter.

The smile froze on Natalia's face, and then, tears began to fall silently.

Scarlett was terrified by her reaction.

"Natalia, if you need to cry, just let it out. Cry loudly, don't hold back. You've just been through childbirth; it's okay to let it out, to scream."

But Natalia remained silent.

Scarlett's heart ached for her.

"Natalia, please, don't do this. I'm begging you, let it out, okay?"

The door to the room opened, and Hamilton entered, ashen-faced in his wheelchair.

Scarlett's tears fell anew.

She didn't know whether to blame Hamilton. He had tried to protect their child, but the cost was too cruel for Natalia.

clear

growing, to pretend as if their baby never existed, and possibly, to endure Natalia's

nothing more, instead, she gently wiped away Natalia's tears, "I'll get you

left

to the bed before

looked at Hamilton

"Hamilton, our baby..."

up in Hamilton's eyes as he

"So, our baby is

in Hamilton's eyes was palpable. After a moment, he whispered,

words extinguished all hope

about. "I don't believe it, I need to see

back, held her tightly in

sorry, Natalia, hit me, yell at

need to see

even as his

He wouldn't let go.

a moment, Natalia burst into

it hurts

was unbearable, yet she couldn't pinpoint where it hurt the most. Hamilton just held

it any longer and crouched down, hugging her

some comfort but stopped when

away! I can't stand the sight of men

"What

his shirt

Natalia

at his shirt, suppressing the urge to retort, and simply asked, "What do

"Meat."

"Alright."

of nosy onlookers in the corridor, whom

news quickly spread among the Powell

with malicious joy,

as ever, reminded her, "Make sure it's not a trick. And keep an eye on Natalia; if the child is alive, she'll

Meanwhile, Hamilton tried to

was heart-wrenching.

the

Dawson, who was unaware of the tragedy that

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