99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear

In that instant, Joey's blood ran cold.

Willa was pregnant?

The test date showed three months ago, around the time Stacy came back.

But in these three months, he had known nothing about her pregnancy.

No, he wasn't completely unaware.

In these three months, Willa's attitude towards him had changed.

There were times when she had severe morning sickness.

Recently, she had started wearing loose dresses.

Not only that, but she had suddenly wanted him to learn how to be a good dad in advance...

But he had been so preoccupied with Stacy's return that he had ignored all these signs.noveldrama

Everything before his eyes indicated Willa's disappointment in him. By the time he realized it, Willa had already

left.

But it was only now that he truly understood his own heart, deciding to live well with Willa and properly run their

home in the future.

Joey clenched the thin paper in his hand. Every word on it seemed to weave a net, cutting into his heart.

People only realize the value of something when they lose it.

Joey stopped working and frantically searched everywhere for Willa.

He searched every place she might go, almost turned the entire city upside down, but still couldn't find her. Finally, he remembered the figure he had seen at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris that day.

Could it have been his imagination?

An instinct drove him to check the passenger list of the flight he had flown to Paris that day.

When he saw Willa's name, it felt like a bolt of lightning had struck him, and he almost forgot to breathe.

But why? He had already planned to give her the gift and ask her to clarify her feelings when he returned.

He had told her to wait for him...

But he never expected that on the day he flew, Willa was already planning to leave.

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Joey exhausted all his connections and resources to find and contact Willa. Three months later, Paris, France.

I sat on a bench in the square of a park, holding a handful of breadcrumbs, feeding the pigeons.

A gentle breeze blew, and I lowered my head, a calm and gentle smile on my lips.

The yellow leaves fluttered down, and 1 scattered the last of the breadcrumbs on the ground. Soon, a flock of gray pigeons gathered around.

For the past half month, this was probably the most relaxed and free time I had since leaving Joey.

I had tried many things I had never done before,

like skydiving, rock climbing, and diving.

For the first time, I truly felt how close freedom was.

After feeding the pigeons, I walked away.

I bought a ticket to go home the next day.

After all, my life was still centered in my home country, and I liked the scenery

there more than anywhere else.

The next day, I boarded the plane back home.

The seat next to me was occupied by a man dressed in a well-tailored suit, with a superior appearance, deep-set eyes, and an aristocratic demeanor.

He was strikingly attractive just by sitting there.

I was still looking at him when the bathroom in the cabin suddenly rang out with a desperate cry for help.

“Is there a medical professional on board? There's a pregnant woman giving birth early, and the baby is in critical

condition!"

Without hesitation, I stood up and rushed from first class to the back of the plane.

"I'm a gynecologist. I can help with the rescue!"

When I arrived at the aircraft bathroom, the pregnant woman had already given birth.

The woman, with a tense expression, looked at me as if I were her last lifeline, her voice trembling.

"Doctor, please... save my baby!"

I looked down and saw that the woman was carefully holding a palm-sized

amniotic sac, which contained the placenta and the newborn.

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I furrowed my brows and calmly asked, "How far along are you?"

"Only 26 weeks."

I immediately became more alert. At that moment, two other doctors on the plane also rushed over.

However, they were not obstetricians, so they could only assist me in the emergency response.

With limited medical conditions at an altitude of tens of thousands of feet, I could only put on gloves and tear open

the amniotic sac.

The newborn was pale all over and had cold limbs, which was not a good sign.