But my arms closed on empty air every time.
I was supposed to welcome my baby today, to hold him tight in my arms.
He was just a breath away.
Why was fate so cruel to me and my child?
My spirit finally broke, and tears streamed silently down my face.
Despair, sharp as a dagger, pierced my heart.
I gently stroked my belly. “My sweet baby, Mommy failed you…”
“If there is a next life, I hope you are born into a loving family, where your parents cherish each other.”
My breathing grew faint, the blood thickening in my veins.
Suddenly, the door clicked open, and a blinding light flooded the room.
“My God…”
Seeing me lying in a pool of blood, the family doctor recoiled in horror.
“My God… Who are you? What did you do to make the Boss punish you like this?”
Even as a doctor, his first instinct wasn’t to save me.
“I’m… Vito’s wife,” I rasped.
With a great effort, I lifted my hand to show him my wedding band.
The engraved initials were caked with blood, but the letters for Vito and me were faintly visible.
He recognized the ring and moved to help, then hesitated.
He paused, then cautiously dialed Vito’s number.
“Boss, I found Mrs. Alessia in the underground surgical room. Her condition is critical, she’s lost a lot of blood, and it looks like she’s been poisoned…”
Vito’s reply was laced with suspicion. “Poisoned? That’s impossible. She’s not bleeding, Doctor. That’s my sister’s snake’s blood. Gianna already called me, furious that Alessia somehow hurt her precious pet. ”
His tone turned cold and dismissive. “She’s perfectly healthy. Just another desperate ploy to deliver first. Don’t mind her. I’ll deal with this mess myself.”
The doctor tried to explain further, but Vito had already hung up.
He glanced at me with a look of pity, then walked past me to move some equipment.
Just as I thought he was going to abandon me, he turned back.
It seemed a sliver of his conscience had survived.
“There are two lives here… I’m a doctor. I can’t just watch you die,” he said, his voice firming with resolve. “My own wife is pregnant too. I wouldn’t want her to face trouble alone with no one to help. That’s why I’m helping you.”
Finally, he lifted me from the pool of blood and carried me toward the family’s medical center.
I breathed a deep sigh of relief. My baby was saved.
But when we reached the medical center, we both froze.
The room was empty.
All the medical equipment, the medicine, even the surgical tables, were gone.
“The equipment?” the doctor murmured. “Where did it all go?”
The answer was painfully obvious.
Vito had moved every last piece of medical equipment to Scarlett’s private luxury clinic.
Everything that could have saved me and my child.
