I looked at Ruth's flushed face, took a deep breath, and climbed downstairs with her on my back.
The walls were too slippery, and I almost fell several times.
My feet touched the ground.
Instantly, I rushed to the hospital, not caring about my worn-out fingers at all.
The Ford family's villa was built halfway up the mountain.
I ran along the road for a long time. Then I finally saw a car until I lost one of my shoes.
"My girl is sick! Please! Please save her!"
The owner of the luxury car kindly took us to the hospital.
When the doctor took Ruth from my arms, his expression became serious at once.
"Get the operating room ready! Now!"
Ruth was pushed into the operating room.
Several hours passed.
The door of the operating room was opened, and the doctor came out, apologetically shaking his head at me. "Ms. Fisher, we did our best.
"The patient was premature and frail, and the prolonged high fever damaged her brain tissue.
"She has passed away."
Ruth was dead?
I felt numb. l took out my phone, my eyes hollow.
I habitually wanted to tell Eddie everything that happened.
But at that moment, I saw a new push notification from Twitter.
Five minutes ago, Angela tweeted, "I'm so stupid. I didn't even realize I was pregnant!
"My baby knight, when you come into this world, you have to protect me with Daddy and drive away all the bad guys who want to separate us!"
I saw the photo of the ultrasound image. Eddie was the father, and she was the mother.
Ruth was dead, and Eddie had another child.
I collapsed to the ground and couldn't breathe.
Why?
Angela's baby is envied by everyone for having a beautiful mom and a rich dad.
But Ruth, my girl, is lying alone on the cold bed.
She used to be soft, warm, and cute. But now, she's stiff, cold, and dead.
Why?
My heart ached, but I couldn't shed a tear at all.
I followed the doctor's instructions and obtained a death certificate for her.
Then I took her body to the crematorium and put her ashes in a small jar. It was all that was left of her in this world.
After seeing the online news on the internet, Regina Sutton, Eddie's mom, hurried back from France.
She found me in Eddie's villa.
She wanted to say something to me.
But when she saw me trying to stick Ruth's photo onto the urn, she couldn't say a word.
"How could this be?" Her eyelashes trembled, and she hurriedly called Eddie to come back.
Yet he wasn't the only one who came back. Angela tagged along.