Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 378 The Fetus Had Already Developed

Whether it was her or I who ended things, our friendship was already over.

She looked at me, opened her mouth, but said nothing in the end.

I could not curse at her, call her shameless or vile, nor could I pull her hair and hit her. While looking at her, I simply said with my TT a pale expression, "Goodbye."

I left the hotel in haste and hurried to the hospital.

Emily had been taken into the emergency room. The corridor was crowded with people, and Liam followed behind. He was not wearing a shirt, which made him stand out conspicuously in the crowd. Madam Young was so frightened that she could hardly speak and was assisted to a resting chair.

Meanwhile, Idris' hands were covered in blood. After the emergency room door was closed, he turned around and looked at Liam. His gaze was calm yet filled with an overwhelming gloom.

He walked up to Liam and calmly said, "Let's go outside and talk, Liam."

The words sounded calm, but there was obviously something hiding behind that calmness.

Liam looked at him and opened his mouth, but he did not say anything, and finally just nodded.

The two cousin brothers then walked toward the staircase, one in front of the other.

"Yvette!" Madam Young suddenly called me, her face filled with worry.

I turned around to look at her and replied, "Grandma."

She seemed to have aged a lot in the last few hours. Her voice grew even more frail as she looked at me and said, "Keep an eye on them. Don't let them fight. Hurry!"

I pursed my lips, nodded, and followed them upstairs.

When I arrived at the staircase, the two cousins were already going at it. Or more accurately, it was a one-sided fight. Idris had his hands around Liam's neck, pinning him against the wall, and was pummeling him nearly to death. Liam did not fight back. He acted like a lifeless piece of wood, allowing Idris to throw punch after punch at his face. His nose was already swollen, and blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth.

"Stop it!" I said, pulling Idris away. Liam was released, and he slid down the wall, slumping on the ground like a ragdoll.

I pulled Idris aside, knowing he was angry. I said, "Grandma doesn't want you two to fight."

Idris peeled his gaze off Liam. He then removed his coat and threw it over Liam's bare upper body with no expression on his face.

Then, he walked away silently.

I looked over at Liam, who was crouched on the ground, with indescribable feelings in my heart. In the end, I did not say anything and turned away.

Things that should not have happened had indeed happened, after all.

Emily's child was three months old and had already developed. The hospital did not dispose of it but saved it.

When I looked at the container with the formed life inside, my whole body went numb, and my breathing almost stopped. Madam Young had tears in her eyes and kept saying, "It's retribution, all retribution!" "The mother said to leave this to you. The hospital won't be handling it now. Your family can decide how to handle it," said the doctor before going back into the emergency room.

The formed life was just left on the ground, and no one dared to touch it or pick it up.

In the end, it was Liam, who had been beaten up, who picked it up. He looked at it and did not say a word, but the pain in his eyes could not be concealed. After all, it was his child, even if it was just a small piece of flesh.

I felt incredibly uncomfortable and was unable to breathe. I turned away without looking at Liam's expression and walked to the end of the corridor, gazing at the view outside the window to calm my emotions. Why did everything end up like this?

Everything was fine and well yesterday.

Emily woke up around noon, her face still pale. When she saw me, she smiled slightly as if nothing had happened, and said, "Did I scare you?"

My nose felt sore, and my eyes were uncomfortably teary. I shook my head and said, "Not at all. Are you hungry, Emily? Grandma just asked someone to make you some food and send it over. You should have some."

She nodded, did not ask about anything, and let me help her sit up. She calmly drank all the soup that was brought to her.

After finishing it, she looked at me and asked about her daughter, "Is Ash okay?"

I nodded and said, "Ash doesn't know what happened. Idris had someone take her to the city to stroll around. Don't worry."

She smiled faintly, looked at the scorching sun outside the window, and said with a slight smile on her lips, "The weather today is really nice."

Seeing her like this made my heart ache even more. She did not ask about the child, did not ask about Liam, and did not even throw a tantrum. She accepted everything so calmly. It was as if she was a different person from the one who had desperately clung to me at the hotel, begging me to save her child.

"The doctor said you'll be fine as long as you rest for a while," I spoke briefly. I did not dare mention the child, Liam, or Sweety.

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