Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 880

Seeing that she was not sleepy, Simon asked in a hoarse voice, "Can't you fall asleep?"

"Emm." Emily nodded.

As Simon heard this, his Adam's apple slowly rolled up and down, and his fists clenched slowly until his knuckles were white. "Emily, I'm sorry. I failed to save our baby. I did not protect our baby well..."

"If apologizing is useful, what do we need the police for?" Emily laughed in a low voice.

She did not expect that she could still make fun of him with the lines of the TV series at this time.

Simon remained on the chair as motionless as a statue.

Seeing this, Emily let out a sigh of relief and put her palm on her belly through the thin cotton hospital gown. She said slowly, "Simon, don't be too sad! It's gone. You can't do anything about it no matter how sad you are!"

Again, she was comforting him...

Since she woke up that day, she seemed to be really cool about the death of their baby. To everyone's surprise, instead of crying bitter tears, she could actually comfort him sometimes.

Simon said nothing in case his strong emotions slipped out of gear. He looked down, his chest slightly heaving.

"The wish made in the Sagria City came true, but unfortunately, it did not have a future with neither of us!" Saying this, Emily paused, and her hand hidden on her leg's side curled up and clung tightly, "Simon, when I went to the bathroom that day, I heard the nurse saying that it was a girl... I know you were expecting a daughter!"

His throat constricted and Simon, who could no longer bottle up his emotions, burst out, "Emily, cry if you want to. Allow yourself to cry out! Don't keep everything to yourself like this!"

In fact, since she just lost her baby, she should have a good rest to recuperate and should not cry, for it might hurt her eyes. Nevertheless, Simon could not stand it when facing her mask of detachment.

Emily shook her head gently. "Why should I cry? What's the use of just crying about it?"

She turned her face and looked out of the window. At this time, the moon shone clearly against the dark grey night sky. In her eyes, it seemed as if the lonely moon had been crying.

Touched by the scene, she could not stop herself from crying.

In an instant, salty tears welled up in her eyes.

Then, one drop after another, tears trickled out of the corners of her eyes.

Emily did not cry out loud, nor did she break into violent lamentations, but her tears kept flowing down and moistening her whole face. However, it looked so sad when she could only shed tears silently. Simon's heart ached.

He bent down and held her in her arms, kissing her tears away by his delicate lips.

Emily did not push him away and let him do what he wanted. As she stopped crying, she lifted her head and looked out of the window again.

So what if she cried for a while?

Whenever a child was unhappy, he could throw a tantrum and cry. After that, he went on living happily. However, not everything could have a new start for Emily, such as their past time, her broken heart, and her baby...

The corners of Emily's mouth moved, "Simon, I want to leave the hospital!"

Hearing this, Simon immediately said, "If you don't want to stay here, I'll go tell Director Ye about it when I go to work after dawn, and then we can go home!"

Home...

Hearing this word, she actually felt a little resistant to go home in her heart.

Emily lowered her eyes, and Simon was silent.

Director Ye thought that they must be too painful to think about the future after losing their baby, so he did not say anything more. He told them some matters needing attention after discharged from the hospital and then left with the nurse following him.

Emily pulled up the zipper of the bag. When she was about to lift it up, a big hand came over.

Simon's tall and straight figure stood beside her. "Emily, do you have to go to Dr. Lee's place?"

Emily withdrew her hand from his grip, and her face was set in an expression of stubborn determination. She said faintly, "Send me there if you want to. But if not, I can take a taxi there!"

Simon put his slender and jade-like fingers on the bag. Finally, he picked it up and strode out of the ward.

Emily followed behind him.

The black Cayenne left the private hospital and drove on the elevated bridge.

Soon, they entered a community with some high-rise buildings. In fact, Emily was familiar with this place. It was a building built by internal investment from the private hospital, and most of the residents there worked in the hospital.

In the past, before they moved to their wedding room, Simon lived in the dormitory here.

Anthea had been living here since she returned from abroad and worked in the hospital.

Emily had told Anthea that she would move in. Thus, when the Cayenne drove in, they saw Anthea had already waited downstairs with her arms around her shoulders. When she saw them from a distance, she waved her hands.

The Cayenne stopped slowly.