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âThereâs blood.â
Chloe saw blood dripping from Doloresâ leg from the path Matthew had passed by.
Noah unconsciously glanced at the ground. In fact, blood was still evident on the clean white floor although it wasnât much.
He was shaking with fear and speechless with his mouth ajar.
Chloe remained calm and nudged him, âItâs probably because sheâs about to give birth. Letâs hurry over and see if we can help.â
Noah came to his senses and ran immediately. He said, âIâll drive the car.â
He wasnât sure if Matthew had heard him. In any case, Matthew didnât answer him.
He was walking very fast and his expression was serious. In fact, he was already panicking and no longer a tactful man.
You could tell his pace was quick and unsteady as he was in a hurry.
As he walked through the wedding hall, the car they had come this far in was parked at the side of the road.
The driver got out of the car and opened the door in a hurry as Matthew approached. The driver was startled to see that there was blood on Doloresâ body, âSir, sheâ¦â
âStart driving!â shouted Matthew angrily.
The driver rushed into the driverâs seat hurriedly and started driving as fast as he could.
Dolores buried her head in Matthewâs arms. She clutched her neck tightly, but she couldnât ease the pain in her stomach no matter what she did.
It was like the pain of being cut and tortured.
She was really uncomfortable as her face turned extremely pale and she was panting rapidly.
Matthew hugged her and kissed her forehead, âI am here. Iâm by your side. Weâll be at the hospital soon. Itâs okay, itâs okayâ¦â
He seemed to be comforting himself more than comforting her. He felt so stressed as if his heart was so congested that he was even experiencing shortness of breath.
His neck was all wet from Doloresâ tears and sweat. His forehead was beaded with sweat.
âIt⦠it hurts so much.â Her lips trembled as she sobbed hoarsely.
Matthew hugged her tightly. He felt her hand was wet too and thought it was sweat. Then, he lowered his head and pulled some part of her dress underneath her. However, her initially white dress was already stained red.
The driver was driving as fast as possible and had already run the red light twice.
Matthew urged him, âHurry up!â.
The driver stepped on the accelerator again. He didnât have time to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but he was glancing straight ahead and driving intensely.
Dolores shuddered even more intensely as she felt increasingly uncomfortable.
Matthew stroked her face and kissed her pale lips, âItâs okay, itâs okay. Iâm here now. Weâll get to the hospital soon.â
Dolores was blurry and unconscious, as she could neither see nor respond to him.
At that moment, the car finally stopped at the hospital. After the driver opened the car door, Matthew got out of the car and ran to the hospital.
Matthew took Dolores to the main lobby, where the doctors were already pushing the emergency bed. The doctors asked him to put the patient on the bed.
He bent down and put Dolores on the bed. Dolores grabbed onto his neck and wouldnât let go. So she bent down and followed the doctors to the emergency room.
When they got to the door, the doctor said, âThe patient needs immediate surgery, you canât go inâ¦â.
Matthew said, âOf course I wonât bother youâ¦â.
Dolores let go of his hand and weakly shook her head as if telling him not to come in with her.
The doctor pushed Dolores into the room. Matthew didnât even get a chance to hold her hand for a moment.
âPlease wait outside the door.â The doctor turned and walked into the operating room. The door immediately closed.
The signal light in the upper right corner turned red, indicating that outsiders were not allowed to disturb the operation.
Matthew stood still in front of the operating room door without moving, as if he had lost his soul.
The driver stood to one side and did not dare to say anything.
Ten minutes later Noah arrived with his family. Marina helped Jeffery walk quickly as Noah and Chloe went ahead to the operating room.
âIs he in the operating room yet?â she asked.
At this point, Matthew wasnât in the mood to answer anyoneâs question.
The driver whispered, âSheâs already in the OR.â
Everyone waited outside the operating room.
After an hour, there was still no news. The atmosphere became stifling and tense, as no one dared to speak. Every second was torture for them.
Suddenly, the driverâs phone rang.
He reached to the side and picked up the call. It was from Jessica, who used to deliver meals at the hospital with the help of the driver. So she had the driverâs phone number, as it was convenient to contact him. Dolores had been out for a while today, so she called the driver to ask if Dolores should come back now.
The driver thought in his mind that Jessica was Doloresâ mother, so he should inform her. He said, âWeâre back, but the lady is probably in labor. So she is already in the operating room, only the situation is still uncertain at this timeâ¦â
Jessicaâs body shuddered, âWhat do you mean the situation is still uncertain?â.
The driver said, âWe are in the operating room on the sixth floor. Come closer.â
He couldnât explain himself clearly.
Jessica hung up the phone and immediately left the room.
When she reached the operating room, she saw the Harris Family, but did not greet them. Instead, she went directly to Matthew, who was closest to the operating room door.
He saw that the bloodstain on his white shirt had dried and turned dark red, and also on his hands.
He instantly understood what was happening. He suppressed the panic in his heart and consoled him: âDolores has been suffering since she was young and itâs all over. From now on she will enjoy a happy life. She will be fine. Donât worry too much and go wash your hands now. Dolores wonât be happy later if she sees you like this.â
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