Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 44: Save My Child 

"Wait.Wait..."

Christina suddenly asked the taxi driver to stop, but after a while, she showed an embarrassed expression.

"It's nothing.Keep driving.’’

"Miss, you look a little pale.”

The taxi driver turned to look at her and said with concern.

Christina smiled.

"I'm fine.’’

She looked out at the left side of the window and she looked a little disappointed.

Just as the taxi passed the traffic lights at the intersection, she seemed to see Patrick driving past the taxi she was in.

It seemed to be......

"Why should I think about him?"

She lowered her head and muttered.

Back in the suite of the W Hotel, she looked at the clock on the wall.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening.

Christina was a little upset and suddenly remembered something.

She immediately ran to the bed, grabbed the hotel phone, and called the receptionist.

"Hello, may I ask if anyone has come to see me while I'm out?"

As she heard the polite reply from the receptionist on the other end of the phone, her expression became more disappointed.

"Oh, okay...Thank you."

Patrick didn't come looking for her.

Jesus.

When she was just at the milk tea shop, she was worried that Patrick would come over and she would miss her.

She was instantly a little stunned.

'l am worried that I would miss him?’ Inexplicably, some throbbing emotions surged into her heart.

This made her feel very strange.

"What the hell is he up to?"

Christina sat by the bed, turned to look at her suitcase, and hesitated.

"Should I wait for him to come back to A City?"

Finally, she went to the bathroom to wash her face and decided that if Patrick didn't contact her tonight, she would book a flight back to A City tomorrow morning alone.

"Is he always so busy? He is at work or with others?"

She knew that Patrick was a busy man, and he had a lot to deal with in IP&G Group.

He had to personally approve and sign big projects.

She often saw that he stayed up late in the study.

She was at least his nominal wife.

In fact, seeing him so busy, she felt distressed to see him being so tired, but she didn't know how to express her feelings. NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Christina lay on her side on the bed, flipping and playing with his phone with her right hand.

She hesitated.

‘‘Would it bother him to call him now?"

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her abdomen that caused her to curl up.

The phone in her right hand fell to the floor.

"Ah, it hurts..."

Her face was pale and a little livid.

She bit her lip tightly and pressed her abdomen with her hands hard.

The sharp pain coming from her abdomen made her breathe faster.

Cold sweat was dripping from her forehead, and her body trembled.

She supported herself with both hands and tried to get up from the bed, but she had no strength.

Christina gasped.

"Why is this..""

She didn't understand why it hurt so much as she didn't eat junk food and everything was normal today.

Why…Her face was pale.

She turned to look at the phone that had fallen on the floor...

Patrick...

Her heart was filled with fear and helplessness, but she recalled his name in her mind.

Her eyes were red.

She gritted her teeth, supported herself with her elbows, and crawled closer to the bed.

Her right hand was trembling as she tried to grab the phone on the floor.

‘Yes.To find him, To call Patrick...

Her breath was disordered and her body had no strength.

Christina flipped over on the bed and fell to the floor.

She endured the pain in her back.

At this time, her hair was messy.

Cold sweats broke out all over her body.

She crawled forward, losing her beauty and composure.

She finally grabbed the phone.

Her trembling fingers swiped across the screen several times before dialing his number...

"Pa...Patrick..."

It was as if she had grasped the last straw, she said his name with her weak and trembling voice intermittently.

"Patrick...Come to the W Hotel, please.I'm not feeling well.Come here...Help..."

"Where?"

The call was put through and a woman answered the call.

The woman's voice was soft, delicate, and sounded ambiguous.

"Patrick is with me.We are very busy.He's staying over tonight..."

"Christina, he's not free to talk to you right now.Do you need me to tell him anything?"

Beep...

Christina couldn't say a word.

Something was choking in her throat, and she felt really bad...

Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.

She crawled on the floor, her right hand clutching the phone tightly.

She felt a sense of desperation and humility.

"Ah."

It hurt.

There was another sharp pain coming from the abdomen.

When she looked down, Christina's face turned pale and her eyes widened in horror.

She held her breath, but she could not suppress the frenzy of her heartbeat.

She saw a shocking dark red streamed out from under her legs...

"My child..."

She only had one thought in her mind, the child...

Her pale lips trembled and she kept mumbling.

It was as if she had been too frightened and scared.

She had forgotten the pain in her body but she was drowned in greater fear.

She grabbed the phone again, and even her breathing became intermittent.

"Patrick, Patrick."

That fear came to her heart and made her totally lose her composure.

"Save.Save my child."

She cried in despair and shouted at the phone, "Cecilia, give the phone to Patrick.Give it to him.The child! Tell him to send someone over quickly..."

"If you don't want it, I want."

She was terrified and said incoherently, "I can raise the child myself..."

"I won't disturb your lives.I beg you, save my..."

She could not help but sob and cry out.

Her low voice trembled and she begged.

"Save, save my child."

"The number you dialed is power off"

It was this cold mechanical voice that replied to her.

It was repeated over and over again, making her heart fall into the abyss.

It was as if she would never come back to life again.

Save my...

Her eyes were empty as she stared at the dark red patch between her legs.

The whole room was filled with the smell of death...

Her eyes were blurred by tears when she looked at the screen of the phone.

Her fingers trembled as she tried to call 120.

But all of a sudden, she stopped.

The screen of the phone was on, but the woman next to her closed her eyes...

The whole suite quieted down instantly.

Save my child...

"What's wrong?"

At this time, in the hospital emergency clinic, the woman was lying on the bed.

Her voice was coquettish and she asked the man who was standing near the window of the ward.

She felt that he was a little absent-minded.

"I have something important to do."

Patrick grabbed his phone and glanced at it quickly.

There was no caller ID, but he was inexplicably upset.

"Patrick, don't leave me alone in the hospital.I'm scared."

When she saw that he was about to leave, she immediately got up from the bed in panic.

She was even unable to take care of the infusion apparatus in her hand, and she just rushed to him.

"Don't go.."

"Miss Jones, you're still very weak since you haven't recovered yet.You have to stay in the hospital for observation tonight.You can't leave."

The nurse saw Cecilia get up from the bed, so she quickly stepped forward to help.

But Cecilia was very persistent, holding Patrick's right arm tightly with both her hands.

Her voice was low and she pleaded, "Patrick, please don't go."

Patrick turned to look at her with mixed emotions.

The nurse quickly persuaded, "It's also your duty as a boyfriend to accompany your girlfriend.Handsome, you should accompany her.After all, you are also responsible for this traffic accident."

Just two hours ago, when Patrick had just driven away from First High School of C City and answered Charles's phone call, coincidentally, his car ran into Cecilia's car at the corner.

"How is she doing?"

He looked up at the doctor who was approaching.

The young doctor glanced at Cecilia, then looked at the stern expression of Patrick and said faintly, "She is fine.Her brain is slightly concussed and her right wrist is broken, so she can't work hard for the time being."

"My show just started filming.How can I rest..."

Cecilia's eyes were filled with tears and she looked anxious.

"What if the crew thinks I slow down the progress and changes me?"

"..Comfort your girlfriend"

The doctor and nurse spoke casually and walked out.

Cecilia was asked to lie back on the bed and continue having the intravenous drip, but she looked anxious and pitiful.

Patrick stood by the bed with hesitancy on his face.

He dialed a familiar number...

The repeated ringtone was not answered.

He looked at his cell phone, his face showing impatience.He thought that Christina deliberately did not answer his call!

"Patrick, you are in bad mood.Is there something bothering you?"

Cecilia, who was on the bed, held his big hand tightly and asked in a weak voice.

"It's okay!"

Patrick coldly pressed the button on the screen of the phone and then hung up! "Christina!"

"Christina, how are you? Wake up! Don't scare me.’’

The locked hotel suite was suddenly barged in, and a strong smell of blood made them nervous.

The phone kept ringing on the floor, but the ringtone suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked at the woman by the big bed and the shocking dark red bloodstain under her leg...

The man rushed over with anxiety and squatted beside her, whispering in her ear over and over again, trying to wake her up.

There was no response...

Christina's eyes were closed tightly.

Her face was pale.

Her skin was cold.

And she lay prostrate on the floor, not moving at all.

"Christina, hang on.Don't leave me."

He felt as if her thin body would leave this world forever in the next second, and she would never wake up again.

"Christina, Christina, you have to hold on.Hold on! Do you hear me?"

His eyes were bloodshot.

He fixed his eyes on her face and clutched her wrists.

The ambulance arrived very quickly.

The man and the medical staff carried Christina onto the stretcher as fast as they could and they followed the ambulance to rush to the hospital.

The sound of the ambulance's siren was heard.

It always made people feel uneasy in their hearts when they heard it.

Twenty minutes later, the car arrived at the emergency clinic, and the hospital staff rushed out in a hurry to help...

"Send her to the operating room immediately..."

"She requires a blood transfusion..."

"Where's the patient's family?"

‘If you weren't by my side when I needed you the most, then maybe I wouldn't need you anymore…”