Chapter 26 Hurt

It was a nurse. After checking the IV drip, she asked me, "Are you feeling alright?"

"Is my child okay?" I asked eagerly.

"I'm sorry, the trauma your body suffered was too much, so we couldn't save the child. I hope you take this well," the nurse informed me regretfully.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I could no longer speak. A rush of hatred filled my heart and I gnashed my teeth.

"Don't be too sad. Just be careful next time." The nurse tried to comfort me.

I didn't say anything, because I was too sad to speak. The nurse didn't know that I lost my child not because of my carelessness but because someone had kicked me repeatedly.

After sighing and trying to comfort me, the nurse left.

Soon after, the man came in.

He was still wearing a black shirt, but it was definitely not the one that he had put on me. He was currently wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which made him look more gentle. "Do you need to contact your relatives?"

I really wanted to call Corey, so I nodded.