A few minutes past eleven, the phone suddenly rang.
In the dark room, the screen’s light flickered incessantly, and the ringtone sounded again and again.
Sumr Sutton desperately wanted to reach out and answer it, yet each ti she tried to stand, she fell back to the floor.
The phone kept ringing, and after Sumr didn’t pick up the first call, the caller let so ti pass and then called again.
Without needing to see the na, just by the way the calls ca, Sumr knew who it was.
It was Adrian Walyon calling.
Only he would keep calling her like this when he couldn’t find out what was happening to her.
And only he would still be thinking of her so late at night.
Sumr pressed her hand tightly against her stomach, the pain making her lips pale and her face covered in cold sweat. She wanted to answer, but couldn’t reach it.
Her mind was completely blank, slumped on the floor without knowing how much ti had passed. Just when Sumr was utterly in despair, she suddenly heard the sound of the garden gate being pushed open at the villa, followed by hurried footsteps, as if many people had arrived.
From the sounds, it seed like it was the Old Master, Paul Walyon, Diana Wood, Ryan Walyon, and so of the servants.
Adrian Walyon probably couldn’t contact her and was worried, so he called the family to co and check on her.
The chaotic footsteps moved into the house, heading straight for Sumr Sutton’s room, and then the door was pushed open.
The first to arrive was Ryan Walyon.
His gaze swept towards Sumr Sutton’s direction, seeing her sitting on the ground with her eyes closed, her face devoid of any color. Ryan’s heart sank.
He slowly walked towards her, reached out to check on her, and felt her sweat-drenched body, and his heart turned cold again.
"Why is this happening? Get her to the hospital! Quickly!" The Old Master hurried in after them, and upon seeing the scene in the room, his heart plumted.
He must have been anxious, usually only ever maintaining a stern face, he now looked like an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth in the room.
Ryan Walyon swiftly picked up Sumr Sutton and carried her out of the villa in large strides.
The rest of the Walyon Family followed behind him, everyone’s nerves taut.
The Walyons’ first grandchild!
A child heavier than a thousand pounds in significance; if anything were to happen, all of Diana Wood’s hopes would perish, and the Old Master might fall ill from heartbreak!
"How could this happen? Earlier when I brought over so soup everything was fine, and now just over an hour later, it’s co to this?" Diana Wood followed behind, her brows knitted, seemingly unable to understand what had happened tonight.
Ryan Walyon slowed his pace slightly, just enough to catch her words.
Soup?
He said nothing, rely turned his head to shoot a piercing glance at Bryce Walyon not far away.
Bryce Walyon acted as if he hadn’t noticed, nonchalantly following the crowd towards the Walyon’s main gate.
A large group of people exited, placing Sumr Sutton into the car to head to the hospital.
Upon entering the hospital, there followed a long period of examination.
The group waited outside, with the Old Master pacing back and forth anxiously, never calming down for a mont.
Diana Wood was even more agitated, feeling like her mind was about to explode.
Finally hoping for a grandchild, what did this child do wrong to have to go through all this?
...
Once the Walyon Family had reached Sumr Sutton’s room, Adrian Walyon received the news of her mishap.
When Paul Walyon called him, his tone was heavy, continuously shaking his head.
He didn’t say much else, only ntioned that judging by Sumr Sutton’s condition, the child might be hard to save.
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