On the stretcher, Gabriel Nicole, who was already in a semi-conscious state, stared at the nurse with all her might, trying her best not to fall asleep.
"My child... my child..."
Her face was terribly pale, and her cold sweat kept coming out. But even though her whole body was trembling, she just stared at the door of the operation room, looking forward to the figure of the man she loved.
'Damian, why aren't you here yet...'
"Why hasn't the patient's family come yet?" A nurse asked.
This sentence seemed to hit Nicole's vital part. Suddenly, blood gushed out from the base of her thigh and instantly dyed the bed sheet red.
"Oh no, the patient is bleeding. Hurry up and save her!"
The nurses were so busy that Nicole only felt that this moment was very quiet. The light above her head was so bright that she couldn't open her eyes. Her eyelids were a little heavy.
"Miss, if an emergency arises during the rescue process, would you choose to prioritize saving the baby or... yourself?"
There was a faint sound of a nurse speaking beside her ear, and she was asking for her opinion. Nicole struggled to speak, but the next moment, a familiar voice rang out.
"Prioritize saving this baby"
Tears rolled down her cheeks in an instant. Nicole knew that he was here. It was a pity... she knew that he was not in the same world as her. She was the one who had made things up.
"No, the woman has already entered shock..."
The doctor beside her was in a flurry.
Lucas Damian also walked up quickly and grabbed Nicole's hand, which was gradually turning cold.
"Nicole, wake up."
After a long time, Nicole opened her eyes with great difficulty. When she saw him bending over, he whispered into her ear.
"I married you for the sake of the child. If you want to die, you have to give birth to the child first."
"I don't want my child to be cut out of the belly of the dead..."
His words were extremely cruel. They were so cruel that they could make one's hair stand on end. Nicole trembled slightly, her eyes gradually turning from sadness to despair, then from mockery to coldness...
"Damian, you're not a human, you... have no heart. I curse you that in this life... you will never get true love."
The night was so heavy that it made people want to fall forever.
In this battle, she was finally defeated. Perhaps from the very beginning, he had never given her a chance to win!
She clenched her fists tightly, as if she had loved him for so long. One day, she was finally tired, just like the ring in her hand... ding, ding, and rolled down.
****
Three months later, Nicole, whose body and mind had been severely injured, was finally discharged from the hospital.
She was much thinner, and her baby fat face was as thin as a palm.
"Sister, let's go home."
The only person accompanying her was her younger brother, Jayson.
Because of the separation of their parents and their families, she and her younger brother, Simon Jayson, followed their father and mother.
Why were the two siblings surnamed Simon and Gabriel?
"Okay," she replied. Her feet floated, and she was almost entirely supported by Jayson.
"Sis, I'm going to get a taxi. Stay here and don't walk around."
After leaving the hospital, Jayson ran away briskly. Nicole nodded and didn't say anything.
"Young Madam." Just as Nicole was in a daze, a expressionless man in a suit approached her.
She recognized him, Damian's secretary.
"Young Madam, Young Master asked me to pick you up." After that, the secretary gestured for her to come in. Only then did Nicole realize that the nanny car behind him and the man were there.
The corners of her mouth twitched slightly as she revealed a mocking and contemptuous smile.
"Young mistress? Ha, I, Nicole, don't have such good fortune to curry favor with you, Young Master Lucas."
"Also, please don't mix us together. I feel sick."
She was less than a meter away from him, and the window was half-open.
When Nicole said this, she purposely raised her volume a lot, so it was impossible for him not to hear her.
"In this life, I don't want to have anything to do with the Lucas family anymore."
She said loudly, her eyes full of resentment. She gently caressed her belly, as if she was recalling that she had once raised a child there.
She turned around and left. Although her steps were slow, they were steady.
With a "bang-" sound, the car door was slammed shut. Damian also walked over with a sullen face.
"President Lucas." The secretary called out in a low voice.
"Nicole, have you had enough of it?"
Damian's facial features were almost perfect, but her eyes seemed to be frozen and no emotion could be seen. They shone on her sculpture-like face and were incomparably dazzling.
He grabbed her arm and swung it forcefully. She frowned in pain, but she bit her lower lip tightly, not letting herself make a single sound.
"Make a scene? Hehe."
She raised her head and looked at him with alert and indifference in her clear black and white eyes. There was no affection in the past, only coldness.
Damian also frowned slightly, feeling nervous for the first time. He pursed his lips and wanted to explain.
But he never said a word.
"Damian, I won't pester you anymore. Please be generous and let me go," she said word by word.
Their eyes met, and Damian's heart ached. He secretly exerted force in his hand and said with a straight face, "Impossible. There must be a bride at the wedding in half a month."
"The Lucas family can't afford to lose face. You want to marry me so badly. Now that I let you get what you want, you should be happy."
"No, you don't have to do that in the future. Damian, I don't love you anymore. I will never love you or marry you in the future."
"In the past, I didn't understand anything. I pestered you and used all means to make you extremely disgusted and tired. I apologize to you here. I'm sorry, I won't do it again. Don't worry. Let's be alone."
Nicole shook off his hand and turned around coldly. She didn't want to see Damian again. She hated him.
"Stop, did I allow you to leave?"
He growled, clenched his fists, and strode forward to block her way.
"Nicole, I'm not here to listen to what you're going to do. I'm here to tell you what I want to do."
Nicole turned around and saw Damian, who was tough and cold-hearted.
"Why?"
Why did I not want you when I loved you and tried my best to marry you?
And I made up my mind not to love you and pester you, but you refused to let me go.
"I've already informed my friends and relatives, business powerful business partners."
"You can cancel it."
"No, the Lucas family can't lose face. The wedding must be held as scheduled."
He had always been overbearing, so it wasn't that Nicole didn't know. However, when he said it himself, she still felt heartache.
"As I said, I won't marry you."
Her eyes gradually turned red, and they were full of tears.
"You don't love me at all, and you don't want me to marry you. Why do you have to kill me?"
"Marissa wishes for me to marry you." He finally spoke of the reason. Her heart was in pain.
It turned out that-it was like this. But why was her heart so painful, as if it were being cut by a thousand knives. She clearly let it go...
"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me."
She couldn't help but shed tears along the corners of her eyes. She even felt warm in her stomach, which made her think of the child that had once existed.
"Your grandfather... was seriously ill a month ago and was in ICU."
Damian paused for a moment before adding, "If you don't marry me, I won't have anything to do with your grandfather. I'll cut off your grandfather's family education."
