Chapter 133 I Can't Find Her (Part Two)

Victor's jaw dropped as he stared at the man in evident disbelief, completely at a loss of what to say.

Had he heard him wrong? 'He loves Mary?' he thought. 'Has he really fallen in love with her?'

Without giving him time to react, the disheveled man stomped out of the house. He continued to rack his mind as to Mary's location.

If she wasn't in her house and with Victor, then where would she be...

Suddenly, a thought came over him. 'She must be at the hospital!' he realized, clapping his hands together.

He quickly hailed another taxi and rushed to the hospital.

Unknown to him, Victor had also rushed out of his house and got in the car. Heart racing, he followed the other man to the hospital.

At the hospital.

William paced across the corridor before entering the ward of Mary's mother.

"Mary!" he called out, pushing the doors wide open.

However, he was only greeted by the sight of an elderly man on the bed. He blinked wearily as he struggled to sit up. "Sir, who are you looking for?" the old man asked in confusion.

"Um...you..." William staggered back and glanced at the number of the room, only to see that he was right. "Do you know where the original patient was relocated? The one who stayed here before you?"

The old man shook his head. He still looked a little confused by the surprise guest. "No," he uttered. "I was just moved here..."

"I'm sorry to bother you, sir." With an apologetic bow of his head, he walked out of the room and closed the doors.

As he did so, an uncomfortable feeling settled in his stomach.

"Are you his relative?"

All of a sudden, a voice came around behind, causing him to turn around. The man was wearing a white coat. Upon closer look, he noticed the name tag on the doctor's chest–D

! You almost had a miscarriage, and an abortion is dangerous to you. And your ear..."

"My ear? What about it?" Raising her head, Mary furrowed her eyebrows.

After a pause, Lucas continued, "I don't know what caused it, but I saw how swollen your face was yesterday. When I checked it, I found that..." He hesitated, as if something was holding him back.

"What?" she urged.

"Your eardrum was damaged. Your hearing–it won't be what it used to be..."

Her hearing...

A bitter smile slipped into her face and she licked her lips, tasting the saltiness of her tears. Reaching out, her hand trailed down the side of her ear.

'So William slapped me that hard,' she thought.

"Mary," Lucas started.

"Maybe you should keep the child." "Keep the child?" Mary laughed as if she had just heard the best joke of her life. Her gaze hardened. "Have you seen William? I'm not that crazy!"

"Then I'll take you away!"

he yelled out adamantly, holding her hand close to his chest. "I'll take you to America. No one knows you there, and in a place so large, even William couldn't find you. We could live there, and you can give birth to the baby peacefully. You won't ever have to see him again."

'America?' She stared up at him with confusion.

"Maybe, maybe God was the one who gifted that little angel to you," he said. The lump in his throat didn't seem to go away as he stared deep into her mournful eyes. "With your mother gone, it's the only family you have left. Do you really want it to go without seeing the world?"

Family... The word struck her like lightning.

She stared at her seemingly flat stomach as her hand rubbed around it. 'Family...'

"Mary..."

After a long time, Mary finally raised her head and stared at Lucas. "Take me away."