Her head shot up abruptly. When she saw it was me, she immediately got to her feet, watching me hopefully.
I knew the question on her mind, but I didn’t have the heart to reveal the cruel truth to her. I gently touched her flushed face. The sun was beating down on us today. I didn’t know how long she had been waiting outside.
I sighed and took her to a shaded area. Then I said in a serious voice, “He died about two hours ago. He had a fatal wound to his chest. It was very deep. It’s clearly visible that the murderer used a large amount of force when they killed him.”
I saw the light in Sylvia’s eyes get extinguished in an instant. Before I could react, she passed out and fell backwards.
I was unnerved and hurriedly picked her up to take her to the hospital.
I had lost count of how many times I had waited outside the emergency room lately. I was feeling so tormented that I kept pacing back and forth by the door.
I wanted to smoke a cigarette to calm myself down, but then I remembered that I had been trying to quit smoking.
I tugged at my hair in irritation. Damn it! An hour had almost passed. Why hadn’t Sylvia come out yet?
Finally, the doctor walked out while the light of the emergency room was still on.
“Prince Rufus, I have two pieces of news. One is good, the other is bad. Which one do you want to hear first?”
Sylvia’s POV
My heart was heavy when my eyes opened. A handsome face came into view. It was Rufus.
I blinked my eyes groggily, nearly forgetting who and where I was.
At this moment, an excited voice came from beside me. “Sylvia is awake!”
My eyes instinctively flew in the direction the sound came from and I realized that Flora and Warren were also there.
It was only then that I realized I was lying on a bed. The memory of Leonard’s death came rushing back to me.
I gave a feeble smile, wanting to tell them that I was fine, but I really wasn’t. There was a big hole in my life now. The loneliness I felt could not be put into words.
Flora held my hand, her eyes shining with concern. “I know what you want to say. But you don’t need to say anything right now. We all understand. You must be starving. Do you want some soup?”
I shook my head gently. “I’m not hungry.”
Rufus sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my forehead worriedly. “You haven’t eaten anything for almost twenty-four hours. You should try to have something. You are so weak right now.”
I shook my head again. “I’m sorry, Rufus. I really have no appetite.”
Rufus hurriedly reached out to wipe them and nervously asked, “What’s wrong, Sylvia? Do you feel some discomfort?”
I shook my head, the tears still flowing, and sobbed, “No, I just can’t get a handle on my emotions.”
Something seemed to dawn on him. He sighed, got to his feet, and went to Flora and Warren. “I’m sorry. Can you guys give us a moment? I need some time alone with Sylvia.”
Flora studied me worriedly for a moment. Then she nodded and left with Warren.
Rufus came back to me and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed me on the forehead and said in a gentle voice, “Baby, I know what you’re going through. Just cry if you want to.”
His tenderness made me even more despondent. The complex emotions in me became increasingly intense, until they finally exploded. I sobbed loudly and roared to vent my sorrow.
“I… I know crying like this is bad for the baby. But, I can’t control myself. Every time I think of Leonard’s death, I feel so sad…” I grabbed Rufus’ shirt and buried my face in his chest as I sobbed, “Rufus, I thought I had finally found my father. But now, he’s gone. He’s gone forever…”
Rufus’ POV
My heart clenched painfully as I held Sylvia, who was on the verge of breaking down, in my arms.
The doctor’s words ran through my mind. The good news was that Sylvia was pregnant, but the bad news was that the fetus was weak. Keeping this baby might be difficult. She had to be careful.
I sighed, wrapped my arms around her tightly, and rubbed her back to comfort her.
After a while, she finally calmed down. My body sagged with relief and I dried her face with a handkerchief.
The crying seemed to have exhausted Sylvia. She just let me do what I wanted and stared blankly out of the window.
“Do you want to sleep for a while?” I asked her softly.
She shook her head.
“How about you eat something?” I suggested tenderly.
She shook her head again.
I turned her face toward me and looked at her seriously. “Listen, Sylvia. You haven’t eaten anything all day. You need to put something in your stomach. You have someone else to take care of now too.”
Sylvia had a stunned expression on her face when she registered what I said. She touched her flat belly in wonder again.
I placed my hand on top of hers and said, “After Leonard’s death, in a certain sense, this baby is a new hope for us. So try to be positive, Sylvia.”
She nodded, tears welling up in her eyes again.
I heaved a sigh of relief and asked an attendant to bring over the nutritious soup that was healthy for pregnant women.
I fed this soup to Sylvia patiently.
She ate robotically like a delicate but soulless puppet. However, after a few sips, tears dripped down her cheeks and splashed into the soup.
I kissed them away and stayed quiet. I knew that she needed my silent companionship the most now. The seconds ticked by slowly…
Relief coursed through my veins when I saw that she had finished most of her soup. She had got a little color in her cheeks after eating.
I wiped her lips with a tissue and gave her the details about what had occurred over the past couple of days.
“Alina has spent day and night beside Leonard’s corpse for the past two days. She doesn’t even leave the room.”
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