Say You Will Be Mine

Chapter 22 How Could She Die?

Far away from home, Matilda was dying in the emergency room.

“If... my ... situation is not good, please be sure... to keep my child.” Matilda took the doctor's hand and

pleaded with a pale face.

The doctor patted her tightly clenched fingers and said softly from under the mask, “Don't worry. It's just

a caesarean section. Although you fell down, it's going to be delivered and it won't be a big problem, so

don't be so nervous.”

Matilda did not relax when she heard the doctor's words of comfort. Instead, she grasped the doctor's

white coat more tightly and uttered words, “Please promise me... If something goes wrong... save the

child first!”

She had very little time left to live, and whether she lived or not meant little to her.

But the child was different. It was Samuel's blood. Even if how reluctant she was to give it birth, in

danger, she still chose to give birth to it.

At least, she would leave something to Samuel.

Although he might not care about it.

Matilda's consciousness gradually turned into a blur.

Outside the operating room, Aaron holding Rebecca sat on the bench in the hospital corridor with dull

and vacant eyes.

...

At four p.m. of United Staten time, Samuel said goodbye to the head of the division, turning around and

walking with a spring in his step toward the garage.

In the briefcase was the contract signed today. With this done, the company would take a big step

forward in the development of the next three years.

He also had more time to think about his relationship with Matilda.

The baby had been almost nine months old in her belly and it would be born soon.

It was time to sit down and talk about it, for the sake of the child.

Walking briskly, Samuel got into the driver's seat and drove all the way to the direction of the airport.

In ten minutes' drive to the airport, the phone rang.

Seeing Matilda's number, he answered the phone in a good mood, “Hello, you finally call me.”

However, the next second, the phone came the decadent male voice, which made his happy

expression froze.

“Matilda is dead, are you happy?”

Samuel’s hand on the steering wheel shook. He stopped the car sharply, smashing into the

surrounding green belt.

After about two minutes, Samuel got out of the car, clutching his bleeding forehead, and strode toward

the airport.

Blood covered Samuel's line of sight. He vaguely saw Matilda fell in a pool of blood, stretching out her

hand toward him, seemed to be calling his name...

The next moment, before he entered the airport, He fell down covering his head in the crowd.

...

Samuel woke up with a start and found himself lying on the bed in the ward. Who sat beside was not

Matilda, but Laney.

He frowned, wondering if he was concussed by a car and had hallucination?

How could Matilda die?

It was said that the good man does not live long, and that the devil lived a thousand years. A devil like

her could not possibly die ahead of him.

“Where's Matilda?” He said in a hoarse voice.

Laney sat in a wheelchair. Her beautiful scarred face twisted into a ferocious shape, and she cried,

covering her face.

“You only care about Matilda. Is Matilda is your fiancee or I am your fiancee?”

Samuel frowned and there was a burst of prickling pain in head, making him not want to speak kindly,

“Are you crazy? I am asking you where she is?”

Laney’s hands covering her face froze. In the unseen Angle, her lip raised a strange smile. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Oh, Matilda was dead as hell.

No one could compete with her for Samuel any more.

At that moment, the door of the ward was pushed open and a doctor in a white coat entered.

“Excuse me, are you Mr. Samuel Wilson?” The doctor handed him a paper.

“According to Ms. Matilda Clarke's deathbed request, she has entrusted her child to you. I hope you

can sign this confirmation form.”

Samuel threw away the paper in his hand, and his face was as cold as ice.

“I didn't even see her body. What should I confirm? Is that what your hospital does?”

There was faint resistance in his tone. The doctor accustomed to death felt bad, so he was tolerant to

Samuel and comforted him.

“I can understand how you feel, I also admire the greatness of Ms. Matilda, a mother who has leukemia

was tough enough to give birth to her child, and even, at the last moment --”

Samuel's eyes were like a sharp sword, full of shock, bewilderment and absurdity.

“Are you kidding? How can Matilda have leukemia? Get out of my way, I'm going to find her. She can’t

go away even she had given birth to a child. I've got a lot to talk to her --”

Samuel was about to get off the bed, but because of dizziness was easily pressed down on the bed by

the doctor.

The doctor looked at him with pitiful eyes. Samuel struggled and then gave up gradually. In deep black

pupil was despair.

“She must love you very much.”

The doctor's words hit him like a heavy hammer in the chest, and his whole heart felt as if it were

seized and loosened, and seized, and loosened again...

Previous scenes flashed across his mind, for example, Matilda often had nosebleed; in her late

pregnancy, she threatened him to have Aaron to take care of her; Matilda secretly took birth control

pills; He thought she would rather do harm to her body than to have his child, he humiliated her badly...

Samuel suddenly raised his hand and out the back on his eyes, where it was a little sour and a little dry,

but he could not shed tears.

She left him not because of eloping with Aaron, but knowing that she had a terminal disease, and she

chose to leave him with the most decisive way;

She loved him, and because she loved him too much, she did not want him to spend the rest of his life

alone;

...

Samuel was born as a favored child. What he saw in his eyes and what he was exposed to must be the

best, so he could not bear the betrayal of others.

Could all of this have been avoided if he had discovered it earlier, if he hadn't been blinded by

jealousy?

If her leukemia could be found earlier, and they could face it together...

At this time, the nurse took a little girl's hand in. Samuel opened his eyes to look at Rebecca who he

said he would drown.

“Miss Matilda said, Rebecca is also your child, please take good care of her.” Said the nurse.

When she saw Samuel's eyes, Rebecca shrank back behind the nurse.