A Moment in Destiny
Chapter 455 There Is No Ifs

Vincent got up and went to the public toilet outside.

He turned on the tap and washed his face with his eyes closed. However, when the running water was splashed on his face, his muscles also twitched, making it impossible for him to distinguish whether it was water or tears!

After a while, he finally calmed down and went back to the ward.

If he had been with her, then the child must still be there, and he would have a child!

If, in the beginning, he didn't have the slightest doubt, and if he told her how much he liked the child and he took her to the villa to take good care of her as soon as he got the news, the child would be there. If he had never doubted... But there were no ifs in the world. Maybe he would never have children again! This was the punishment from heaven for his distrust of Leila.

His body began to twitch again, but he closed his eyes to fight back tears.

Nothing could defeat him, and he would pull through.

But it really hurt so much.

Leila had been in a coma for a whole day.

It was another evening.

Vincent sat beside the bed without sleeping, holding Leila's hand.

Mabel was here, and she crumpled on the sofa in exhaustion with red and swollen eyes, but she refused to leave.

Later, Macey said to her, "Aunt, let's go. You can come back when Vincent can't hold on!"

Mabel, however, was still reluctant to leave. It was Charles who talked to the hospital to arrange a high-end ward next door to let her rest there.

Vincent had been on Leila's side, knowing that she didn't wake up because she still had a lot of pent-up depression in her heart. She was growing thinner, like catkins that would be blown away by the wind at any time.

Holding her hand tightly, Vincent couldn't figure out what he had done in his previous life so that he had to suffer so many hardships. How could there be so many setbacks in his relationship with Leila?

No!

It was not what he had done in his previous life!

It was right now that he had been wrong.

First, he married Leila to make her a joke in F City, but he didn't expect that he fell in love with her gradually.

However, he thought that their relationship could go on when he confessed his love to her after realizing that he fell in love with her, but she was deeply wounded, which was unexpected to him. Finally, he had no choice but to abandon her in a high profile.

And he was just a pawn in his mother's hand, pitiful and ridiculous!

Should he blame fate?

He might as well blame himself!

He should be blamed for failing to distinguish clearly between right and wrong! What's worse was that he suspected that she cheated on him, which was an unforgivable mistake. How ridiculous this was? She, who loved him so much and was secretly in love with him for years, refused to accept Charles. How can she mess with others? Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Since he had never cherished her, he sure did not deserve her! How can marriage continue without trust between each other? God taking his child was the biggest punishment in his life!

Bowing, he whispered in her ear, "Leila, wake up, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have doubted you! I shouldn't hurt you! Wake up."

There was no response for a long time, but he kept on talking to her.

In a coma, Leila only felt as if she was surrounded by the lava from the volcano, hot and boiling, attacked, surrounded, and impacted by the heatwave.

She was struggling, struggling in the whirlpool.

The whirlpool was devouring her one after another like a wave. Feeling that she couldn't breathe at all, she struggled to shout, but as if she was stuck in the neck and suffocated, she couldn't shout out as it had just been a nightmare.

In the sharp pain, in the churning of the viscera, in the rolling hot wave-like whirlpool, she felt something was flashing in her mind.

Vincent's face was deep in her mind!

Oh, she saw her child.

She seemed to see a toddler coming towards her, wobbly, and he was so lovely with a tender face.

Baby!

She held out her hand, trying to hold him, but in the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a bright red bloodstain.

"Ah...no..." She held out her hand in fear and uttered a terrific cry, "No!"

"Baby." She seemed to be awakened from the cry, and she vaguely found herself lying in a bed.

A gentle cool hand seized her hand groping in the void.

She turned her head and murmured, "Baby. My baby... She struggled, trying to clear her mind but in vain.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes in a daze.

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"Leila, Leila, are you awake? It's me. I'm Vincent. I'm here! " Vincent felt terrible pains when he heard that she was calling baby.

Leila, however, suddenly closed her eyes again.

"Leila? "Leila?"

She recognized it was Vincent's voice, then she felt his cool hand stroking her forehead. He said, in choked words, "Leila, forgive me! Leila, forgive me. Vincent's voice trailed off, and she closed her eyes again.

After quite a while, she woke up in a daze, as if to hear a voice saying something.

"Doctor, why hasn't she woken up yet?" It was her mom's voice.

"She may be avoiding something, and she doesn't want to wake up subconsciously!" The doctor sighed, "But she's out of danger. Don't worry. She'll be fine."

Leila opened her eyes blankly again, wondering that she might be ill. All of a sudden, she realized that she had a car accident instead of being ill, and she lost her baby!

In front of her was hazy, and everything was hazy. Her mother Mabel's face was like a shadow in the mist, distant, fuzzy, but not real.

She blinked, trying to focus. "Mom!"

She cried, wondering how strange and hoarse her voice was!

"Mom!" She called again.

Mabel rushed to the bedside and held her hand. She was so excited that she sobbed and cried with joy and surprise, "Leila, are you awake? Are you awake?" "Mom, don't cry!" She raised her hand, trying to wipe off her mother's tears. However, her hand was extremely heavy. She lifted it up and then fell again. "Leila, thank God that you're awake!"

Leila gazed at her mother, noticing that she became thinner and haggard. As her vision cleared, he whispered, "Mom, you have gray hair."

"Silly child, I'm old!" Mabel said, wiping tears. She was relieved to see her daughter wake up.

Vincent, who just came in from the outside, was surprised when he saw the scene. "Leila, you're awake?

Hearing Vincent's voice, Leila trembled, a hopeless mockery forming on the corner of her mouth, "The child is gone!"

"Leila, I'm sorry!" Vincent, with sharp pain, rushed to the bed and hugged Leila.

Leila turned her head to stop herself from meeting his eyes. Tears welled up in her eyes.

Mabel looked at them with a daze, and she said with a sigh," Vincent, Leila just woke up. You'd better not to excite her!"

"I... I know..." Vincent nodded with a choking voice.

Mabel went out with the door closed. In the corridor, another tall figure stood there. It was Arthur!

Seeing him, Mabel was very grateful that he came to visit Leila every day. He did not do anything. Instead, he just stayed in the corridor, like a wise man who stay aloof from the affair, or a man who was infatuated with a girl.

"Thank you, Arthur! Leila has woken up!" Mabel said to him.

"I hear it. It's great!" Arthur said in a low and hoarse voice, but there was gladness in his tone. "It's great!"

Since Leila woke up, the only thing he could do for her was to pray for her.

And in the ward.

Leila and Vincent, who were left in the ward alone, were both shedding tears. But Leila had not given a single glance at Vincent.

Vincent kissed Leila's hair again and again. "Leila I'm sorry..."

Leila collapsed in his arms and she finally cried out, "I thought, I could give birth to him. I thought I could have chances to love him, but God won't give me a chance."

Vincent's heart broke down in her cry, and he said with tears, "Sorry! It's my fault. It was all my fault."

Taking Leila's hand, he said, "Leila, can you beat me? It was my fault. You can do whatever you want." Instead of hitting him, Leila hugged him, crying like a child.

That day, Leila had been holding Vincent tightly, with her face buried in his arms, crying like a child.

When the nurse came in to give her an injection, she was still holding on to his clothes with her little hand.

"Leila, it's time to get an injection!" Vincent whispered, grabbed her little hand, and he was heartbroken when he saw the bruise on the back of her hand.

Without speaking, Leila reached out her hand.

She trembled when the needle was pierced into the blood vessel, and Vincent's heart ached for her as he held her in his arm. He swore that she would never be wronged again! Never!

But a relationship with too much miserable memory could still be pure?

Leila became very quiet after that.

After crying in Vincent's arms for a long time, she stopped crying and never mentioned anything about her baby.

She focused herself on recuperating.

These days, she was at her best behaviors as she didn't say no when asked to eat, drink, or take an injection.

But everyone was concerned about her.

Vincent was more worried than ever.

On the other side, Miyamoto rushed to the hospital as soon as he got the phone, and before he arrived at the hospital, he received a call from the hospital, saying that Pippa was found who was sitting in the garden in the back yard of the hospital all the time, and murmuring a name!

The moment Miyamoto rushed to the hospital, he stood in the doorway of Pippa's ward, seeing her cowering in the corner with a rigid expression on her face. She was so thin, and she muttered upon seeing him, with fear in her eyes, "Vincent..."

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