"Don’t co near , don’t touch ... Daddy, Mommy, I don’t want him anymore, I’m too scared to want him, please forgive ... Brother, take away... I’m begging you, take away..."
Justin Xavier held her tightly in his arms, his handso face buried deep in her long hair, "Leah, don’t..."
At that mont, Leah Thorne gently touched her own stomach, "Daddy, Mommy, are you blaming for having his child... sob, sob, this child shouldn’t be here, it’s my selfishness... Daddy, Mommy, I don’t want the child now, I just want to be your daughter, please take away..."
Leah Thorne clenched her fist and began pounding her own stomach repeatedly.
Justin Xavier’s dark pupils narrowed sharply, he almost snarled as he grabbed her fist, "Leah!"
Holding her small fist in his palm, he wrapped his arm around her trembling little body, pressing her into his chest, "Leah, don’t do this... Don’t do this, I’m begging you..."
He kissed her scattered face buried in the pillow, in panic and pain, nearly humbly pleading.
"Leah, I beg you not to harm our child, he is innocent... He’s endured so much with us and hasn’t given up on us, you’re his mommy, how could you give up on him, how could you refuse him..."
Leah struggled, gathering unexpected strength to push him away, she tried to get off the bed, "Daddy, Mommy, where are you, sob, I’m willing to give up everything, please take away..."
Justin Xavier was pushed away, his back hitting the bedhead, he watched the woman in front of him, nearly driven mad, her eyes burning red.
He understood that love is truly so hard.
Justin Xavier reached to open the bedside cabinet, finding two syringes, given to him by Serena Sterling.
On the phone, Serena had said these two syringes were for his last chance.
Leah Thorne isn’t alone now, she’s pregnant, she can’t take dication, these syringes are a countdown.
With trembling fingers, Justin Xavier picked up one syringe, he had no choice.
She was still carrying the baby, how could he use a needle?
But what could he do without the needle, watch helplessly as she and the baby leave?
Justin Xavier closed his eyes and held Leah Thorne, letting her lie on his lap, then gripped her delicate arms and quickly, fiercely jabbed the syringe in.
"Ah!" Leah scread, biting his thigh hard with her mouth.
Ti seed to freeze, the room so quiet you could hear the winter wind blowing past the window, the once fierce, heartbroken woman biting into his thigh, motionless.
Justin Xavier removed the needle, throwing it onto the carpet, blood seeped from where she bit him, probably painful, but it couldn’t compare to the pain in his heart.
His hands reached out, only to find himself trembling, he gently brushed aside the ssy strands from her face, then lifted her into his arms, "Leah, was the injection painful... Sorry, really sorry... I didn’t know what to do, please teach ..."
"Ugh," Leah vomited in his arms.
Her mouth tasted of sweet blood, she retched violently, trying to expel the last bit of bitterness from her stomach.
Justin Xavier frantically patted her back, every bit of agony she suffered felt like lashes on his soul, he was more in pain than she was.
Leah struggled to stop vomiting, as she could no longer bring anything up, the dry heaving choked tears from her face, Justin Xavier gathered her into his arms, she seed drenched, her pajamas soaked through as if she had erged from the sea.
He cradled her, bringing her to the bathroom, filling the tub with warm water, and held her to wash her hair.
She lay small and soft in his arms, like a little girl, soft to the point of bonelessness, her eyes closed, exhausted to where she couldn’t open them, her lips glossy as she murmured, "Want to sleep... want to sleep..."
Refusing to let him wash her hair, refusing him to touch, she was too tired to do anything but sleep.
Justin Xavier gazed down at her murmuring appearance, this mont, she seed to be acting coy, making his heart tender.
"Leah, be good, you’ve sweated, not bathing will cause you to catch a cold... if you want to sleep, sleep, I’ll hold you... I’ll be gentle, it won’t take long..."
He gently gripped a handful of her silk-like hair, fingers suddenly stiffening as they passed through, extracting from his fingertips a mass of her dark hair.
She started losing hair.
She was already losing hair.
Her beauty, once the most radiant rose, rapidly declining.
Justin Xavier was stunned, unable to react, suddenly feeling her form slipping, he looked down, Leah Thorne’s left hand guarded her stomach, her right hand limply hanging in mid-air.
Justin Xavier felt he couldn’t breathe.
After a while, he dared to extend his hand, gently probing beneath her nostrils...
She’s breathing.
She’s breathing!
Justin Xavier felt like a drowning fish that suddenly returned to the ocean, his chest heaving, pressing the woman’s head against his neck, crying her na, "Leah, don’t leave, I beg you..."
This was the man’s most humble, devoted plea to her.
Don’t leave...
...
Leah started sleeping in a haze, unsure whether she had fallen asleep or was in a semi-conscious state, Justin Xavier asked Serena Sterling when she would wake, Serena said, Leah would wake whenever she wished to.
ntal illness is like this, only she can rely on herself.
Justin Xavier stopped working, did nothing but stayed by Leah’s bedside, sleeplessly through the night.
The maid entered, softly urged, "Sir, this is not sustainable, even ironclad bodies can’t hold up, while it’s fine to skip sleep, you still need to eat sothing."
Justin Xavier seed not to hear, staying by Leah’s side, her suffering made him ill as well, with her eating nothing, he couldn’t bring himself to eat anything, she was his whole world.
The maid sighed and helplessly retreated.
Justin Xavier held Leah’s small hand, after days, his eyes were filled with red veins, he suddenly discovered Leah’s right hand looked empty, like sothing was missing.
He realized then, it was the wedding ring that was gone.
Over these days, he hadn’t noticed her hand, it was now he realized her wedding ring was gone.
The wedding ring was actually gone.
This ring shouldn’t have been removable.
Justin Xavier stiffened, suddenly rembering the engraved English, J-love-L.
Justin Xavier loves Leah Thorne.
She had seen his love!
Justin Xavier suddenly understood, Serena was right, during this psychological turmoil, she chose self-exile, Mort Thorne’s death made it impossible for her not to hate, she withered by his side day by day, this was her greatest punishnt to him in life.
She punished him, loving but unable to obtain.
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