Chapter 113: Chapter 113: He Personally Caused His Own Child’s Death
The director took off his mask, a lightness more apparent on his face compared to before.
"Miss Monroe is pregnant with fraternal twins, each with independent placentas and growth systems, so they are not related to one another. This time, only one has miscarried, the other remains in the uterus. However, we cannot guarantee that the child will not encounter complications in the future. At least for now, the child’s heartbeat is still present. You should prepare for the worst, as there is a possibility of another miscarriage tonight or tomorrow."
Hearing this, Rhys Hawthorne also breathed a sigh of relief. Heaven hadn’t been so cruel to Victoria Monroe after all.
"So, is a dilation and curettage procedure off the table?"
"Yes, it would harm the development of the other fetus. For now, it appears the miscarriage was relatively complete, with no tissue remaining, so there’s no need for the procedure."
As long as the dilation and curettage isn’t performed, there’s still a chance for her to have children.
Retaining one child is already the best outcome!
"Thank you."
"You honor us, Mr. Hawthorne, it is merely that this child’s life was not meant to end. In the coming days, we will perform measures to support the pregnancy and stabilize this child for Miss Monroe."
Rhys stood with his hands behind his back, his expression extremely cold, "The matter of her having one remaining child must be kept secret. Anyone inquiring should be told the child has already been miscarried."
Considering Rhys Hawthorne’s status, how could the director dare to disagree? She nodded repeatedly, "Understood! I will ensure tight-lipped discretion on the hospital’s side."
"Much appreciated."
Rhys glanced at the approaching Assistant Woods, who instantly understood and would naturally manage everything smoothly.
He leaned over to Rhys, whispering in his ear, "Arrangements with Director Lancaster’s team have been set; not a word will be leaked."
"Good."
"Julian Fordham has been stopped at the main entrance."
Mentioning this name made Rhys turn icy, "Keep an eye on him, don’t give him another chance to approach Victoria."
"Yes."
Assistant Woods watched Rhys’s retreating back as he headed for the operating room, understanding that Julian Fordham was completely out of the picture.
Whether Victoria Monroe and Rhys Hawthorne end up together or not, there could never be a future between Julian Fordham and Victoria Monroe!
A life stood between them.
He had personally caused the death of his own child; Victoria Monroe would never forgive him!
Rhys saw Victoria Monroe on the operating table; her bleeding had stopped, and her white nightgown was stained red.
Her long, damp hair lay scattered on the table, with a few strands stuck to her face.
She looked so pitiable and helpless.
It was only upon seeing Rhys that a light returned to Victoria’s eyes.
"Rhys..."
She struggled to sit up; afraid she might start bleeding again, Rhys hurriedly stepped forward, bending down to embrace her.
What she needed now was a warm embrace.
Victoria clung tightly to his neck, crying like a child.
Tears of sadness, and even happiness.
"I couldn’t save the child, it’s my fault, I was too impulsive..."
Rhys held her around the waist, gently cradling her head in his large hand, comforting her tenderly: "No, it’s not your fault. The Fordham family is to blame; the world is to blame. You are a great mother."
In the courtyard corner was a surveillance camera previously installed by Rachel Hayes, capturing the entire event.
Victoria Monroe had been pushed into the water by Julian’s mother; he knew the whole story.
If Julian Fordham had saved Victoria immediately, perhaps the child wouldn’t have died.
But he chose Rachel Hayes for the sake of his own image.
Thus, this tragedy was fated to occur.
From start to finish, Victoria Monroe was the victim, what wrong could she have committed?
Rhys gently placed her onto the emergency bed, "Stay calm, don’t let your emotions run wild. You still have one child, and any excessive emotional fluctuation could affect his development. In the coming days, the doctors will do their utmost to help you keep this child."
Victoria’s large eyes welled with tears, biting her lip to hold back her sorrow, she nodded slightly, "Okay."
She couldn’t fail this child again!
The medical staff transferred her to the ward, and Rhys glanced at a container beside them holding some blood-stained tissue, from the child that hadn’t fully developed.
Pity flashed in his eyes – such a poor child.
Without even experiencing this world, their existence had ended in this tragic manner.
The fault wasn’t Victoria Monroe’s or his, but the Fordham family’s!
Rhys told Assistant Woods coldly, "Send this child’s remains and Victoria’s bloodstained clothing to the Fordham family."