The Ex-husband Wants to Get Power Every Day After the Divorce-Chapter 396 - 394: One life, I can afford to lose
Chapter 396: Chapter 394: One life, I can afford to lose
They are here too?
Phoebe Belmont was surprised for a moment but quickly regained her composure.
If Amanda Leaford found out she was pregnant, she probably wouldn’t be able to hold it in for a day and would want to divorce Daniel Thompson, right?
Since she was here, she might as well go and see them.
She wanted to personally tell Amanda Leaford the great news and at the same time, solidify her position in the Thompson family.
Thinking about it, Phoebe turned around and went to look into each hospital room.
…
In Molly Walker’s hospital room, Amanda Leaford and James Leaford were absentmindedly chatting.
At this moment, Molly’s tightly closed eyes slowly opened.
Amanda was the first to notice her waking up and quickly gripped her hand worriedly, asking, “How are you feeling? Is there any discomfort anywhere? The doctor…”
Molly took her hand, “Mom, I’m fine.”
She felt like she had slept for a long time. In her dreams, a little boy said goodbye to her.
“I’m sorry, it’s not a good time for me to come. I’ll come back after you guys are ready. Next time, make sure to welcome me healthily!”
The little boy reached out his round hand and bid her farewell.
She wanted to call out to him in her dream, but she couldn’t make a sound.
The little boy left without looking back, walking away with small steps.
His small figure was quite dashing as he walked away.
Molly’s heart clenched as she felt something being stripped away from her body.
The moment her eyes opened, she saw the white hospital ceiling and felt an endless pain in her lower body.
Looking at Amanda’s concerned and painful face, Molly pursed her lips.
“Is the… baby…
Amanda’s tears fell as she choked up and nodded, “You will have another child later, the doctor said this baby was not meant to be with you.”
Molly nodded, her face emotionless.
During the multiple attempts at preserving the pregnancy, she had already prepared herself for the possibility that it would not work out.
The issue during the nuchal translucency screening last time was like the baby’s premonition that it was going to leave.
“Mom knows you’re sad. If you want to cry, just cry. There’s no outsider here,” Amanda said, fearing that Molly was suppressing her emotions, her eyes red from crying.
Of all the children she had given birth to, only Ivy had suffered the most, and she was also the one she cherished the most.
James Leaford didn’t know how to comfort her, so he could only sigh repeatedly.
Seeing them like this, Molly’s lips slightly curled up, and she whispered, “I’m not sad. The baby has already said goodbye to me in my dream.”
“He said that once we’re prepared, he’ll come back.”
These days have been full of ups and downs, and they must have been hard on him.
Perhaps the baby decided to leave because he knew he wouldn’t be warmly welcomed by their relatives.
Thinking of Michael Gallagher’s decisive departure, Molly’s lips trembled, her nose stinging, and her vision blurred by tears.
The baby knew that Michael didn’t want him, so he left, right?
Recalling Michael’s unwavering decision, Molly couldn’t help but let the tears well up in her eyes.
Was she sad?
How could she not be…
If she hadn’t given her heart, Michael’s life or death would have nothing to do with her.
But when she agreed to the Master’s request to marry him, her destiny was no longer under her control.
After three years of living together, how could she let go so easily?
Now, she even wished that Michael would be fond of Isabelle Richardson or Scarlett Jackson. If he fell in love with someone else, the guilt and pain in her heart wouldn’t torment her so much.
“Ivy…” Amanda wiped the tears from her face with a tissue, “What exactly happened between you and Michael Gallagher? Does the baby’s accident have anything to do with him?”
Molly clenched her fingers tightly, her face pale, and was about to explain when another voice interrupted.
“Oh my, did Ivy lose her baby?”
Phoebe Belmont held onto the doorframe with one hand, her face full of surprise.
Seeing her, James Leaford quickly stood up.
“What are you doing here? We don’t want you here!”
Phoebe’s expression remained calm, and she suddenly laughed, “Mr. Leaford, my visit to see Ivy Thompson has nothing to do with you, right? Besides, I’m here to tell you some good news.”
Hearing this, James’s face turned dark.
What good news could there be? Of course, it was about her being pregnant.
Ivy had just lost her child, and now this woman wanted to flaunt her pregnancy?
“Phoebe Belmont!” Amanda Leaford tried her best to control her temper and said coldly, “No one wants to hear your good news here. If you have any decency, get out of here immediately, or don’t blame me for throwing you out.”
Phoebe’s heart jumped, and she looked at the two bodyguards in the room. She unconsciously took a step back, “What’s the rush? I haven’t even said anything yet. Ivy Thompson, although you lost your child, the Thompson family has gained another one. I think this is a blessing for the Thompson family.”
