Chapter 3

Sophia's POV

I sat slumped on the floor, looking at the miscarriage notice soaked with tears.

They were both Ethan's children. Why could he be so cruel as to personally send away nine of my babies?

Before I could figure it out, my phone rang urgently.

"Sophia, your grandmother's condition has suddenly deteriorated. She urgently needs surgery..."

My head exploded with a roar. I couldn't hear the rest.

By the time I reached the hospital, Grandma had lost consciousness. Seeing her lying on the bed with a breathing tube, my heart ached terribly.

"The patient is very weak. The surgery can't be delayed. We're still short ten thousand dollars."

The doctor dutifully informed me.

"We can't reach Mr. Pierce. Your grandmother's condition is critical. We recommend immediate surgery."

I desperately gripped the doctor's hand, begging.

"Please do the surgery first. I'll pay the fee right now."

"I'm sorry, Sophia. The hospital has procedures."

I frantically dialed Ethan's number.

Once, twice, three times...

Time passed.

On the tenth call, the phone finally connected.

A cold male voice came through.

"What is it?"

"Ethan, grandma -"

I started to speak, but before I could get the words out, a young female voice cut in.

"Mr. Pierce, I feel so terrible. My stomach hurts so much."

Ethan's voice carried a hint of helplessness.

"Don't move around. The doctor will come check on you soon."

Then he hastily threw out a sentence and hung up directly.

"Whatever it is, we'll talk about it when I get back."

All the blood in my body rushed backward. My fingertips trembled slightly.

When I called again, his phone was off.

I had no choice but to steel myself and call Robert.

"I'm sorry, I can't give you that money. Mr. Pierce has instructed that because you did something wrong, you need to be punished."

I trembled with rage. Under my insistent questioning, Robert told me Mr. Pierce was with Lily in the VIP ward on the top floor of this very hospital.

The elevator to the top floor was private access. I didn't have a card, so I could only climb eighteen flights of stairs step by step.

Along the way, my legs went weak and I fell to the ground. My knee hit the sharp edge of a step, and blood instantly flowed from the wound.

Thinking of grandma hanging on by a thread, I had no other choice. I gritted my teeth and limped upward.

By the time I stood at the VIP ward door, my body was soaked with sweat. My legs were sore and trembling. Blood had stained my white dress red.

I raised my hand. Through the glass window, I saw Lily nestled in Ethan's arms, acting cute.

"Our baby was frightened today. The doctor said parents should spend more time with him. I heard babies can sense their mom and dad. Can you feel him?"

Amused by her innocent words, Ethan rarely smiled.

"It's only been two months. It's still just an embryo."

"But he wants his daddy to feel him."

Lily hugged Ethan's arm coquettishly, completely different from her timid daytime performance.

Ethan ultimately couldn't resist. He obediently placed his large hand on Lily's belly, his movements gentle.

My nose stung. This was a scene I had imagined too.

Once upon a time, I also dreamed of having a cute, well-behaved child with Ethan.

But Ethan personally strangled my last hope.

Thinking of Grandma in the hospital bed urgently needing medical fees, I finally raised my hand and pushed open the door.

Hearing the sound, Ethan turned around. Seeing me, he froze, his gaze fixed on the wound on my leg.

He frowned slightly and immediately wanted to get up to check on me.

Lily timely gripped his hand, gently reminding him.

"Mr. Pierce."

His advancing steps stopped. He suppressed his emotions.

"Sophia, Lily has already forgiven you. As long as you come apologize, we can let this matter go."