When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 213

After the anesthesia wore off, my body began to ache everywhere, especially in the abdomen. It was the kind of pain that comes with every breath.

“The doctor said you can’t eat for these six hours, and you can only drink water. You can only eat after the effects of the anesthesia wear off.” The person who spoke was none other than Marcus.

Never had I imagined that he would be the one to appear. I had thought it would be Ashton or John, but he was the only one I had never thought of!

I could not speak, so I just looked at him with tears flowing from the corners of my eyes.

He seemed to understand what I was thinking. He sighed softly and said, “Take care of your health. In the future, you can still have kids.”

In that instant, I felt like my heart had been torn apart, and salt was being rubbed into my wounds. An intense pain started spreading, right to my bones.

Unable to control the pain in my heart, I began to tremble and sob. Marcus held my hand, his expression gloomy, and in his dark eyes was this deep bottomless pain.

Silently, he held my hand and let me cry. I did not know for how long, but I cried myself to sleep. He called me a few times as I dozed off. I responded in a daze and fell asleep again.

This catastrophe was indescribably painful, and the pain seemed to have no end. It felt like I had been physically broken into pieces and then joined back together again.

able to get down from the bed and speak a little. Pulling at Marcus’s sleeve,

tears in my eyes, I said, “At the very least, let me see what he looks

him in my womb for nine months, I wanted to see him face

and his brows throbbed faintly as his veins pulsated noticeably, “In the morgue, I’ve handed him over

him as I shook my head, tears rolling down my face, “Don’t throw him away like this, please! He is

“Okay, take care of yourself well. When you have fully recovered, we

even while my heart ached. All this

that women must have

taken out by surgery. Hence, there was a long scar on my

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painful memory returned. This kind of pain had no visible outward sign, and i had no

realized that the hospital I was in was a private hospital, far away from K City, and belonged

on my mind. Then, I realized that I had to tell

phone from one of the nannies to call Macy, but then I realized that I

He brought me a lot of news each time, mostly about finance and trade. Some of them I could understand, some of

he meant well, and he just wanted

month passed. My confinement was over, and I could sunbathe in the garden yard. Sometimes I would stare blankly at the plants

the trees in the surroundings were turning brown. Fallen leaves were