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.

moment, I couldn’t care about things like uterine prolapse or any other complications. I had only one thought in my mind: Even if it cost me my life, I have to bring

hold on! I’m almost there–two more minutes!” Carter’s

more than to leap from

respond to him, but even

was drenched in sweat, my hair soaked, and I felt like

no strength left. I wanted to

hopeless thought flashed through my mind.

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okay? Can you hear

to reality. Weakly, I replied, “I… I’m not

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pushing, making one last effort, but at the same time, I prepared

something happens to me and the babies, and you can only save one… save them.”

voice came back sharp and firm. “No! I can agree to anything else you ask, even if it means I’ll have no children in this life.

of sweat rolled down my body. My strength

please? I just want

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

… I

I’ve tried my best.”

know whether sweat or tears were blurring my vision, but droplets fell from the corners of my eyes, soaking into

you hear

hear the

flickered through my mind

then it all came back

Carter, the man

them anymore. I’ve

really here. Just hang on a

“You promised me you’d give me eight kids. If you leave, what

and the baby will be fine.

close your

won’t close them. I’ll wait for

too tired to even utter

haze of swirling dust, I thought I saw a figure emerging from

is that