Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 645 A Dead End

Returning to the Gourd family?

When Shirley heard this, she panicked and quickly grabbed Waverly's arm. She cried, “Mrs. Shurmer, I was wrong. I

really know I was wrong. Please don't drive me away. Everyone outside knows that I am carrying a child from the

Shurmer family. If I am really sent back to my mother's house, what will they think of me?”

Waverly slowly stretched out her hand and slowly pried open Shirley's fingers and said painfully, “Zeke now knows

that Juliana is carrying his child, and he has made up his mind to bring that girl back to the Shurmer family. He

doesn't acknowledge the child in your belly. What can we do? Even if I say more, it won't change anything. This child

was obtained through improper means, and Zeke doesn't wish to acknowledge the child. What's the point of

keeping the baby, then? Why not discuss this with your family and have the child aborted? Don't give birth to it and

create more trouble. Seeing that you've been loved and cherished by us for so many years, I'd like to advise you to

give up on this child and start anew.”

Shirley shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Why did things end up this way? Everything seemed to have been settled. Although Zeke didn't love me, he did

promise to marry me. Why did it have to end up like this in the end? I'm pregnant now. How will I be able to gain a

foothold in the upper class in the future if I'm chased out of the Shurmer family?

Shirley realized that not only her but the whole Gourd family's reputation was also at stake.

Others would gesticulate that she was an abandoned mistress of a wealthy family.

Those who once envied her would now turn to ridicule her if she were kicked out of the house.

“Mrs. Shurmer, I can do without status, but can you please not drive me away? Now that this child is already in my

belly, how can I act as if nothing has happened? Haven't you always loved the baby and looked forward to his birth?

Can you bear to let the outside world condemn him and live a miserable life under the scrutiny of others?”

“Then listen to my advice and have the child aborted,” Waverly said as she turned and walked toward the door.

Shirley wanted to chase after her, but her body was too weak. Even moving her body was difficult, so she could only

watch Waverly walk out of the room and disappear into the corridor.

The sight of the empty room made Shirley slowly clench her fists. Her delicate and pretty face began to twist,

revealing a hint of viciousness as malice festered in her eyes.

I have that b*tch, Bailey, to thank for all this suffering. How would I end up like this if it wasn't for her meddling and

exposing the truth that night?

All of this was caused by Bailey. Since the Shurmer family wouldn’t accept Shirley’s child, she decided to use the

child to get back at Bailey.

She vowed to make Waverly and Bailey hate each other and never reconcile as mother and daughter for the rest of

their lives.

After making up her mind, the vicious look on Shirley's face slowly eased.

She had to recover her strength and at least be able to stand on her feet in order to carry out her plan.

...

Meanwhile, in a hospital room at the medical base, Lionel was slowly waking up from a coma.

When he opened his eyes, there was still a faint hint of confusion in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, his wavering gaze gradually refocused.

He turned his head and saw Victoria sleeping by the bed.

She wasn't covered with anything, and despite the heater being on, it was still cold in winter.

Doesn't she know that she just had a miscarriage? Why doesn't she take better care of herself? How can I let her go

if this is how she takes care of herself?

He slowly moved his arm as he tried to touch her cheek.

As soon as he raised his arm, she opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and it felt as if time froze.

In the span of a few hours, they had each stood at the edge of the vast chasm of life and death, gazing across its

expanse at one another. One step further, and they would have been forever sundered.

“You're awake?” Victoria slowly sat up and saw him trying to sit up as well.

Instinctively, she furrowed her brows and pressed down on his arm. “Don't you know you're not doing well right

now? How dare you move around. Are you trying to hurt yourself further?”

He smiled at her and said softly, “You're no better, having just gone through a miscarriage...”

Realizing that he might strike a nerve, he bit his tongue.

This topic seemed too sensitive and could hit both of them hard.

Victoria got up and walked to the bedside table to get some warm water.

When she turned around, she saw him struggling to sit up again and hurriedly pressed him back down.

“Can you please calm down and not move around recklessly? Do you think your injury is minor? Your heart has

been cut open, and if you don't take good care of yourself, you could die at any moment,” Victoria scowled.

Then, she reached for the straw. “Drink this, and don't think about getting up.”

Lionel took a few sips of warm water to soothe his dry throat. Then, he looked at Victoria fondly and uttered in a

hoarse voice, “It's so great to see you again.”

Victoria turned her head slightly and said coldly, “Don't do this anymore. I owe you too much. We're divorced now,

and we have nothing to do with each other. You don't have to risk your life for me. I'm not worth it.”

Lionel couldn't help but laugh. “You're so straightforward. I'm still a patient, lying in bed and unable to move. Can't

you say a few good words to comfort me? You're in such a hurry to disassociate yourself from me that it's making

things worse. With your attitude, how can I recover from my injuries? After all, I did save your life. Even if we were

strangers, this was no way to treat your savior.”

Victoria pursed her lips, realizing that she had spoken too harshly.

She was angry that he didn't seem to treasure his own life.

Even though Lionel got hurt trying to save her, she couldn't accept it.

“Don't do this anymore. This is no different from you cutting my heart open with a knife.”

Lionel smiled bitterly. “No, you meant everything to me. If you die, I'll die with you. It's not so much about protecting

your life as it is protecting my own. As far as I am concerned, we have already shared this life.”

Tears welled up in Victoria's eyes as she cried out, her voice torn, “But there is a blood feud between us. Our child is

gone now, proving that even the universe doesn't want us to be together. Sharing this life with me will only bring

you more pain. Why bother?”

Lionel slowly closed his eyes.

He was so weak that the few sentences alone were enough to drain all his energy.

“I would gladly give up my life for you,” he uttered with his last breaths before falling into a coma once again.

Tears streamed down Victoria's face.

Are we really at a dead end?