Tangled Temptations

Chapter 220

Harvey didn't dodge. A trickle of bright red blood flowed down his face. Brett, standing in front of Harvey, trembled with rage, "Harvey, have you thought about the consequences of this? Can Eloise handle it? If the baby is really gone, Harvey, you'll have no way out! You're utterly done!"

Harvey closed his eyes slightly, "I know! I know it all!"

He was out of options! Eloise despised him, he couldn't give her anything, or bear to see her suffer anymore. If a change of environment could make her better, then he was willing to set her free!

Brett remained silent for a long time. But Harvey knew, he had agreed. Wiping the blood from his forehead, Harvey got up and left.

Once the door closed, Brett was alone, raging, scattering papers all over the floor and swearing, "Madman! He bloody well loved her so much, but why didn't he act sooner?"

As he cursed, Brett slumped down. He teared up. He knew deep down that this was the only way to save Eloise's life.

Harvey returned to the ward, where Eloise was still fixated on the baby. Harvey lost count of whether she was getting three hours of sleep a day. She was gradually draining her life for this child.

Making such a decision made Harvey feel a kind of sorrow he had never experienced before, but now he had tasted it. He failed as a husband and as a father. He let his wife become like this.

He held her tightly, perhaps for the last time he could in broad daylight. Eloise naturally resisted, but Harvey held onto her stubbornly, his chin resting on her shoulder as he murmured, "Let me hold you for a while, just this once. Eloise, don't push me away!"

She had no strength to resist, quietly letting him hold her.

He seemed to be holding a block of ice. Yet he still nestled in the crook of her neck, relishing her scent. It reminded him of many memories, and the beautiful past he had with Eloise.

He loved her; he really did. She was his first love. He kept her at home, showered her with gifts and fought Max for her. He was jealous of Landon, Callum, and Dwight. Every time she cried, his heart ached. Every time she left, he regretted it.

He loved her.

kissed her hair, his voice trembling slightly,

tighter, as if he wanted to

said, "Eloise, I'm in pain

would always feel sorry for him, but now no matter how much

somewhat flustered. So, she quickly put

pills on the tray, Eloise's antidepressants. But today, they were replaced with sleeping pills. Once Eloise took

trembling slightly, "Eloise,

she knew she was sick, and she was willing to be treated. Soon, she swallowed the two pills with some lukewarm water. Drowsiness slowly crept up. She felt an unprecedented fatigue,

did

by him, held in his arms. He placed her on

Eloise weighed 120 pounds, now she was only 90 pounds, skin

gently, feeling her warmth. After a long while, he took off her necklace. The ring he gave her was on it. She was

finally became a

after a bit. How, he wished he could freeze

opened her eyes, her mind was blank at first, then her body seemed to remember as it stood up and ran towards

Linda. How was Linda?

All the equipment had been removed. Only the little blanket that had wrapped Linda was left, spread out there. The little one

was wet with tears.

here. Linda,

against her hair, not allowing her to hurt herself. He hoarsely told her,

lightly, tears on her lashes; she

palm got swollen from the impact, but she didn't give up. She kept thinking it was all an illusion, just a dream. When she woke up from the dream, Linda would still be