Purchased A Mr. Right novel Chapter 258

Wendy felt dizzy, as if she would die in the next second.

When her hand touched the cold hard object, she regained some strength. She silently dialed the number she had been repeating in her mind a million times, and quickly dialed it out.

"...Hello?"

As soon as the line was connected, her voice trembled.

It was said that women's delivery was like a trip to hell. She was afraid, and might have used up all her strength. When she spoke again, she was already in a tearful tone. "Charlie..."

There was a silence for two seconds, and then a soft female voice said, "Charlie is taking a bath. It's not convenient for him to answer the phone now!"

Wendy's phone slipped from her ear as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

The nurse walked forward, took away her mobile phone, and rushed into the delivery room.

The operating light covered the whole room. Wendy closed her eyes, and there was a crystal tear rolling down between the corners of her eyes.

Everything around her seemed to come from a distance. She kept pushing in tandem with the midwifery slogans of the doctors and nurses around her. Sometime later, she faintly heard a baby's cry. It was very small and light, but for some reason, it suddenly disappeared.

Wendy, who was about to fall into darkness, held on to her last consciousness and grabbed the doctor weakly.

"Where's my child? I want to see the child..."

A doctor wearing a mask looked down at her and said seriously, "I'm sorry! We've tried our best. Premature birth led to premature placental abruption, the umbilical cord wrapped around the neck leading to asphyxia, and we didn't save the baby!"

The white Land Rover was parked in the yard. Charlie pulled out the key and went straight to the villa.

As soon as he entered the door and changed his shoes, a servant came up to him and reported respectfully, "Young Master, the Old Master wants us to tell you that he's waiting for you in the bedroom!"

"Okay." Charlie pulled his lips.

He went up to the second floor and went to the innermost room. When he pushed the door open, Gilbert was standing by the window. On the side of the wooden armchair, there was a beautiful figure sitting on it. However, Madge didn't greet him with a smile like she did every time seeing him.

She crossed her hands on her knees, and the smile on her face didn't seem to be very natural. Charlie did not look over. His eyebrows were furrowed. The sunlight conning in from outside the window shone on his stern face. It seemed that he had become thinner and his facial features were more distinct.

He didn't intend to stay for a long time, so he directly asked, "Dad, what do you want? I have two more meetings to hold later!"

"Charlie, come here!" Gilbert turned around and reached out to him. "There's someone you need to see.

Charlie narrowed his deep eyes.

There was no one in the room except Gilbert and Madge. Charlie was confused but soon found that there was a colorful crib next to Gilbert, which was out of tune with this ancient Chinese-style bedroom. He took two steps forward and lowered his eyes. There's a sleeping baby in the bed, who was holding a small fist.

At a glance like this, Charlie felt as if his chest had been grabbed by someone.

"This is the bloodline of our Hogg's family!"

Gilbert's deep voice sounded at this moment, confirming what was on Charlie's mind.

It was like a bolt of lightning had rolled through the back of Charlie.