Chapter 779
Felipe’s pupils shrank as his brain went blank for a moment.
The woman in his arms was already frozen, and her breath was so weak.
He took Cathy to the hospital as quickly as possible. Felipe felt a little restless while waiting outside the emergency room.
Thinking of the blood, he already had some guesses in his mind, but he did not want to think too deep into it.
Not long after, the doctor came out of the emergency room.
Before he could speak, the female doctor regretfully told him, “Your wife was left out in the cold for too long and has lost the child in her stomach.”
For some reason, Felipe felt a storm of emptiness in his heart. He then heard the doctor say, “After checking your wife’s condition, it seems that she had another miscarriage a while ago. Her body hasn’t fully recovered and that’s why she miscarried again. If she isn’t careful, it’ll be a recurring problem. You’re her husband, so take good care of her.”
The doctor left after speaking. Felipe looked inside the emergency room thoughtfully, his eyebrows furrowed.
Cathy slept all night, and when she woke up the next day, she saw Felipe standing by the window. She then took a moment to register the strange environment in front of her.
She recalled what happened last night, vaguely remembering that she had passed out in the wind and snow.
Felipe heard the movement and turned his head to see Cathy awake. “You don’t need to do anything these few days. Just stay in the hospital.”
“This is the hospital?” Cathy blinked ignorantly and looked around.
Felipe looked at Cathy who was confused and bluntly said, “You miscarried.”
“Wh-What?” Cathy’s just warming body was suddenly cold again. Her trembling hands touched her belly. She was unable to accept the result.
Felipe opened his mouth indifferently, and even his eyes were cold. “It’s good that you lost it. You and I shouldn’t have children. You’re not a match for me.”
“…”
Cathy moved her dry and pale lips while looking at the man who uttered those words to her in disbelief.
‘Not a match.’
Her heart ached as if it was being pinched by something. Even breathing was uncomfortable.
She went downstairs after washing up only to see Karen in the living room.
Seeing that Madeline had gotten up, Karen smiled coldly. “How interesting. Sleeping until late mornings, do you expect me to make breakfast and serve this daughter-in-law of mine?”
“If you have this free time, dear mother-in-law, I would be happy to taste your breakfast.”
“Hmph!” Karen snorted. “I really don’t understand what Jeremy likes about you. You’re only just a little prettier. Felicity is no worse than you!”
Madeline smiled and asked playfully, “Do you know who Felicity is? Do you know of her background?”
“Why would I care about her background? At least she’s a better daughter-in-law than you!”
“Enough, enough.” Old Master Whitman maneuvered his wheelchair, entering from outside the house. He looked at Karen with dissatisfaction. “In what way is Eveline getting in your way? Even after so many years, you’re still fixated on her!”
“Old Master, you should ask what she did. She kidnapped Yvonne and me the last time and even slapped me!”
“Even if Eveline really did hit you, she must have had her reasons. As for you saying that she would work together with that horrid niece to kidnap you, it’s impossible!” Every word of Old Master Whitman was resounding. He still had full confidence in Madeline.
Madeline was touched and did not bother trying to explain anything to Karen. “Grandpa, don’t be angry. It’s not the first or second day I’ve been misunderstood and accused. I’ve long gotten used to it.”
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