Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 511 Save Them

It wasn’t just one gunshot—it was several. What happened to Sergio?

1 didn’t want him to get hurt because of me.

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But I couldn’t even protect myself now. As wave after wave of pain surged through me, I used every ounce of strength in my body, desperately trying to deliver the babies.

After a few attempts. I was completely drained, barely clinging to life.

It hurts so much. I’m so tired.

I could feel a sticky, warm mess beneath me, though I couldn’t tell if it was amniotic fluid or blood.

The elderly woman who had been called in to help with the delivery had fled to a safe spot as soon as she heard the gunshots.

On this island, shootings are common, and the locals instinctively prioritize their safety.

Who would risk their life delivering a baby for a bit of money?

I could understand her decision, but I could also feel my life slipping away with each passing moment.

I can die, but my children cannot.

If no one would help me deliver, then I would do it myself.

The thought of my babies gave me a flicker of strength. I gripped the edge of the bed tightly, summoning every ounce of power I had to push.

Dear, I haven’t given up, so neither can you.

Daddy is almost here. We’ll see him very soon.

Be good, and you must live. You have to.

I glanced down and saw a pool of bright red beneath me—I was hemorrhaging.

other complications. I had only one thought in my mind: Even if it

more minutes!” Carter’s

wanted nothing more than to leap from the helicopter

wanted to respond to him, but even speaking felt like too much effort.

body was drenched in sweat, my hair soaked, and I felt like I’d just been pulled out of a river.

strength left. I wanted

hopeless thought flashed

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Are you okay? Can you hear

reality. Weakly, I replied, “I…

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at the same time, I

the babies, and

you ask, even if it means I’ll have

as waves of

promise me, please? I just want the babies

cut through. “Chloe, don’t be silly! You’ll be fine, and so will the babies. You’re not allowed to give

I really can’t make

tried my best.”

didn’t know whether sweat or tears were blurring my vision, but droplets fell

Do you hear the

I could hear the faint sound of the rotors, but maybe

past flickered through my mind like a

it all came back to

forgotten Carter, the man who loves me so

I feel like I can’t hold on to them anymore. I’ve lost so

here. I’m really here. Just hang on a little longer,

give me eight kids.

the baby

don’t close your

close them.

exhausted, too tired to even utter a

of swirling dust, I thought I saw a figure emerging

that you?