Fated to Love You Again (Shawn and Norah)

Chapter 130: Just When He Knew, the Baby Was Gone 2

Chapter 130: Just When He Knew, the Baby Was Gone 2

However, Shawn stood there as before, as if he hadn't heard her words.

"Get out of the way!"

Norah put his fist on him again, forcing him to back down, forcing him to retreat.

However, no matter how fast or how hard her fist fell, Shawn endured it silently, without making a

sound, not even moving his eyebrows.

But the more he behaved like this, the angrier Norah felt.

"Get out of the way, Shawn, get out of the way."

"I told you to leave!"

Norah shouted hoarsely, but Shawn still stood there like a sculpture.

"Why? Shawn, if you think that I'll be touched by this, that I won't blame you, it's impossible. You know?

I hate you, I hate you so much."

"If you went there, if I could have been sent to the hospital earlier, everything might have been different,

and he might not have left me."

"Do you know how desperate I was? It was raining so hard, and I was lying on the ground alone,

crawling to the middle of the road to stop a car, and I was almost killed by a car."

"I was bleeding a lot, bleeding unstoppably.. I lay on the ground like a dog and begged for mercy,

begging them to call the police for me and take me to the hospital, but no one cared about me."

"My mobile phone was broken at that time. I made the last call to you, because I believe that even if

you love Lilian more than me, you are also aware that I'm your wife. Even if you don't love me, you are

at least responsible for me somehow, and will come to save me. But I was wrong. Your heart is full of

her, and there is no room for me as your wife.”

“Do you know how desperate I was at that time? You killed my last hope. As I lay on the ground being

caught in the heavy rain, I thought of countless ways to die and how I would look like after death. At

that time, I had no hope to live at all. I just want to die a little more decently, and that's my last wish and

hope."

In the end, Norah calmed down finally.

She wiped her tears and turned around, forcing herself to stop crying, stop shedding tears in front of

him.

These days, she had shed too many tears. Her eyes hurt so much, and she didn't want to cry any

more.

But for many times, the tears were simply out of her control.

"In the end, it was Matthew who saved me. If it wasn't for him, I would have died."

"The one lying in front of you is already a corpse."

As the words were finished, the strength in Norah's body was almost depleted and all hollowed out.

Now her whole body was so weak that there was no strength left.

Tired, she was so tired.

She had not recovered well. The car accident and miscarriage had left too much trauma on her body,

and now she had gone through violent emotional ups and downs, her body couldn't take it anymore.

"So, I'm begging you. If you still have a little sense of guilt and atonement for me, do me a favor!"

"Divorce, it's good for you and for me."

Looking at her back, Shawn's heart hurts as if it has been cut to pieces.

He had never thought that one day he would be caught in his own trap, but he was responsible for all

this.

He wanted to say, "Honey, I was wrong, blame me, it's all my fault, I killed our baby with my own

hands;

I failed to do my duty as a husband and a father. It's all on me. I'm so guilty, it was all my fault, you and

the baby are innocent."

But was he still qualified?

Now he was not even qualified to beg for her forgiveness, not to mention to beg for her to stay.

Baby?

Now this word is like a million needles stabbing his heart, like a million arrows piercing his heart. He

cannot forgive himself, not to mention Norah.

"I'm sorry Norah, I know whatever I say is useless now, you don't want to hear my confession, or my

words of guilt."

"But ......" Shawn trembled and said in pain, "If I knew everything was true, I would not have left you

alone. If I hurt you before, I take back all the words I said. I'm very looking forward to this baby, looking

forward to his arrival."

"He is not a burden or a scourge in my heart, but a new birth, a joy, a happiness. And you, I have more

than the duty for you, but ......"

Love.

The last word, Shawn was silent.

Now he was not qualified to say that word to her.

How could he dare, how could he be qualified to say love to her?

He hurt her so badly that her heart turned into ashes, so how could he dare to say anything?

This time, he is not worthy of it.

Norah heard his words and cried again, if only he could have told her these earlier.

"Baby, you heard it, daddy said he didn't loathe you, he was happy to know that you existed, and he

was looking forward to your arrival. If you heard this, you must be very happy."

However, the baby could no longer hear these words.

People say "A broken mirror may be soldered but will never be sound." and "You can't get back what

you've thrown away", not to mention bringing a lost life back.

Their baby would never come back.

Emotions were triggered again.

Norah's head was very dizzy, and she almost fell to the ground with a stumble.

Fortunately, Shawn was quick enough to hold her, and carried her into his arms.

"I'll carry you up to have a rest." Shawn said.

The body is exhausted to the extreme, and she is indeed unable to hold up, so Norah did not refuse.

When they got to the bedroom, Shawn put Norah on the bed, took two pillows for her to lean on, and

brought a cup of warm water.

After drinking a cup of warm water, Norah's body was more comfortable, not so painful.

The two of them fell into a sudden silence.

A great silence surrounded the two people.

"If you're tired, take a nap."

"Ok." Norah nodded. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Maybe it was because her body was too tired, the moment she closed her eyes, she quickly fell

asleep.

Shawn did not go out, he stood on the balcony, blowing the cold wind. Cigarette after cigarette in his

hand, some blown away by the wind, some inhaled into the lungs and viciously spat out.

Although the smoke could be spat out, howcould he spit out the sorrow in his heart?

There had never been a moment when he was so distressed like this, and he even wanted to give

himself several stabs.

It was just like a million arrows piercing the heart.

The cigarette in his hand burned his fingers, and the sudden pain brought him back to his senses.

Norah woke up. He moved his feet, step by step, walking heavily towards her. If possible, he hoped

that this road can be a little longer, much longer. Even if he couldn't walk to her side, only a far looking

at her was enough, and he would also be satisfied.

However, no matter how long the road is, there is a finish, and there is an end.

Even if he didn't want to, he still ended up walking to the bedside and stopped.

"Norah......" he spoke, full of bitterness in his heart.

"Have you thought about it?"

Norah looked at him and asked decisively.