My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I didn't say anything. I felt a little dizzy, my lower abdomen hurt, and blood kept gushing out from my lower body. And everything pointed to the fact that we might lose our child. How should I put it? I felt pain, but it wasn't from my lower abdomen. It was from my heart.

It was as if something was stuck in my throat, suffocating me.

Hendrix got out of bed and hit the chaise longue that was by the bed. Perhaps his legs were weak.

I didn't say a word but just looked at him emotionlessly.

He found his phone and swiped the screen with his shaking fingers. After some time, he finally made the call.

When someone picked up the call at the other end, Hendrix rushed his words, trembling, "She's bleeding. I need an ambulance. There's so much blood." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He then hung up the phone, stumbled into the bathroom, and came out with a towel in his hand.

He walked near the bedside and kneeled, trying to clean the blood. But it was useless. I wouldn't stop bleeding.

I looked at him calmly, and my gaze was slowly getting unfocused.

all those emotions shown in his eyes, but I didn't feel anything

of stopping the bleeding, he took out a set of clothes from the wardrobe and helped me put them on. He picked me up from the bed. I could

siren from the front yard. It must be

on the stretcher and looked at me with

the process of venturing from the villa to the hospital. I was even in a clear state of mind when I was in the operating room. The process actually

getting wider no matter whether we could keep the child. Our relationship was at a stage that

best to keep the child. Don't worry," the operating doctor gently comforted

nodded and

I was still awake when I was pushed out of the operating room.

saw the doctor, he came forth to

control your urges. Mrs. Roberts has polycystic ovary syndrome, and the probability o conceiving a baby is already very little. This child didn't come easily, so

It had only been a few hours,

sent into the ward. I was exhausted, so I fell asleep soundly in a

The next day.

I opened my eyes, a nurse was changing my IV fluids. I rubbed my eyes and asked, "What's the

bit before answering me, "It's Mr. Roberts and Miss Burton. Miss Burton wanted to come in and see you, but Mr. Roberts didn't allow her. So