Chapter 652

Chapter 652

“The higher-ups take this case very seriously, and it's only right that the

verdict is delivered quickly,” Cameron lazily and cruelly looked at her,

taking out his phone and opening the news page.

The headline on the front page was about Clark's case. Winter widened

her eyes as she stared at the screen.

Sentenced to death penalty with a two-year reprieve...

He was going to die...

Winter's heart clenched with pain, making it hard for her to breathe.

Tears streamed down her face. "No... it can't be..." Only now did she

realize that her feelings for Clark had grown deeper than she could

have ever imagined.

Images of their time together flashed through her mind like a movie reel

- his dominant and overbearing nature, his soft yet handsome features,

and his miseries that no one else could understand.

Only she knew why Clark had become so ruthless.

Women held such low status in the Wilson family. His mother had been

sacrificed for their glory and wealth.

That's why Clark hated the Wilson family so much. That's why he

wanted revenge against the Old Wilson.

She broke free from Cameron's grip on her arm before running towards

the door like a madwoman.

Cameron immediately ordered his men, "What are you waiting for?

Catch her!"

Winter's vision blurred as tears continued streaming down her face,

"Clark... You can't die... You can't..."

Her mind went blank except for one thought — She needed to see

Clark...

She ran towards the elevator but buttons didn't work. She then headed

straight towards an emergency exit when several men chased after her

from behind.

Trembling with fear, Winter glared at them. "You've got everything you

want! What more do you want?"

Cameron followed closely behind them, shouting, "Winter! You still

have Clark's key! Hand it over!"

"I don't know what key you're talking about!" Winter shook her head

frantically while running downstairs.

"Chase after her! Don't let her get away!" Cameron commanded as

they all chased after Winter who ran down more than ten floors until

finally reaching the ground level.

Several men behind her were chasing after her relentlessly, but she

had pushed open the door of the hall and ran out.

She had just rushed out of the hall when a car came rushing towards

her.

She was caught off guard and her eyes widened in surprise.

A harsh screeching sound of brakes is heard.

Winter's body was hit by a car and she only felt a sharp pain in her

body. Instinctively, she used both hands to cover her stomach.

It hurts so much...

Sweats fell from her forehead as she hugged her belly and curled up on

the ground in pain.

"Don't... please, save me..."

The driver got off the car and anxiously asked, "Ma'am, are you okay?"

He is just an ordinary driver, never expected to encounter such a thing.

Winter crawled towards the driver with trembling hands. Blood oozed

between her legs and left some bloodstain on the ground, which looked

hideous.

"Save me... save my child..."

Her fingers weakly grasped the driver's pants, while she was looking at

him with despair and pain. "Save me..."

The driver felt a pang of sympathyand quickly picked her up, placing

her in the car. He started the engine and rushed towards the hospital

nearby.

In the hospital.

Winter was immediately taken to the emergency room.

She lay on the operating table, dazed and in pain, her lifeless eyes

staring at the ceiling above.

Child, her child.

If this child can't be saved, there is no longer any bond between Clark

and her.

The more she thought, the sadder she became, and tears kept

overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

Child... If Clark really died, with their child accompanying her, she

would not be too lonely for the rest of her life.

She has never been so eager to have a child with Clark.

Their child is the continuation of his life and his bloodline.

“Your placenta is slightly anterior, so even if you hadn't been in this car

accident, there would still be a chance of heavy bleeding," the doctor

quickly walked over and said, "All the necessary checks have been

done. Relax, if you're nervous, your baby will also be nervous, even

though the baby is very small now."

"Even as an embryo, it can feel the mother's emotions."

"Relax, I can only help you if you relax."

Winter glanced at the doctor in surprise and asked, "Are you saying

that I haven't lost my child yet?"

"Now what we need to do is to keep the fetus,” the doctor said softly, "It

should be possible to save it, so we need your cooperation.”

Winter wiped away her tears, feeling as if she had just glimpsed a

glimmer of hope in her life. "I won't cry anymore," she said,

determinedly. "I'm done with crying."

The doctor nodded in agreement. "That's the spirit."