Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 283: She quietly said, "I need to know how the investigation is progressing. I can't accept that this was just an accident." Ethan remained silent, pushing the door open and walking in. Moonlight spilled softly into the hospital room, casting a gentle glow. Ethan remained motionless by the bedside, his gaze fixed on the figure lying there, until he noticed a slight movement. "The baby's gone," Nyla's voice, heavy with grief, broke the silence of the room. Ethan sat beside her on the bed, and Nyla turned her face toward him. "This baby was my beacon of hope, my daily joy.

Once I realized he had protected me, I vowed to shield him, to give him my all. He was my guardian. What did I manage to do in return?" Nyla's voice wavered with rising emotion. She gripped the sheets, aching to curl into herself but restrained by physical pain. How had she failed to protect her own child? Why did the ones she cherished always slip away? Tears streamed down Nyla's cheeks as she grappled with her loss. "Nyla, it's okay to let it all out," Ethan murmured, caressing her head. He carefully drew her from beneath the blankets, considering her frail state.

"Ethan, I dreamed of this child more than anything, but I failed to protect him. I sensed danger, yet I still exposed myself to it." Overwhelmed, Nyla's cries filled the room, her tears soaking Ethan's shoulder as her body shook with each sob. "I should have been more cautious, less overconfident. I failed our child, Ethan." Ethan softly patted her, struggling to articulate his own turmoil. His primary concern was Nyla's well-being. "We'll try again for another child." gα ℓη σ ν s․com holds great reads Nyla's sobs grew louder as she shook her head.

"It's just not the same!" Outside the room, her cries did not go unnoticed. Bonnie had been sitting in the hospital corridor, alone and reluctant to return to an empty house while Austen was on duty. Prompted by the sound of Nyla's distress, she quickly got up and entered the room. Bathed in moonlight, Nyla clung to Ethan, her tears uncontrollable. "Ethan, how can you not feel this? He was your child as well. Don't you share this pain?" Nyla cried. "We can have another baby," Ethan said, trying to soothe her, but his words only seemed to deepen Nyla's heartbreak. "Nyla, you need to calm down.

The doctor said you shouldn't get too upset. It's okay to cry, but just for a while," Bonnie chimed in, her voice dripping with empathy. "Bonnie, the baby is lost. I failed to protect him. And the driver, what's become of him?" Nyla's grief was tinged with concern for the cause of the accident. She couldn't erase the memory of what had happened. "He has passed away," Ethan responded, suddenly regretting his earlier words. . . .