novelraw Chapter 813 - 812: I Feel Like He’s Not Dead
Chapter 813 - 812: I Feel Like He’s Not Dead
Fiona Sutton seemed to sense Nia Mitchell coming and turned to look over."You’re here."
She wore a smile on her face, as if nothing was wrong.
"Yes, I’m here."
Nia Mitchell walked over and sat beside Fiona Sutton.
"Tell me, what’s really going on with you?"
Nia Mitchell looked into Fiona Sutton’s eyes, trying to figure something out.
Fiona Sutton lowered her head, unsure of what was happening with her emotions.
"Can you help me? I really want to have this baby."
Suddenly, Fiona Sutton tightly grabbed her hands, full of longing, and tears fell with a splash.
"I don’t like Yancy Hastings, that jerk, how could I possibly like him."
But...
Why sacrifice?
Why call her before carrying out the mission?
Why make those promises, when clearly, clearly he couldn’t keep them.
Someone who doesn’t value promises, who breaks their word, she definitely wouldn’t like.
"Don’t be upset."
Nia Mitchell gave Fiona Sutton a big hug, gently patting her back.
"Fiona, if you want to have the baby, you need to take care of your health."
Nia Mitchell spoke with a tearful voice, terrified something might happen to her.
"I understand."
Fiona Sutton nodded, she tried hard to eat, but everything she ate just came back up.
She wanted to lie down and get a good night’s sleep, but she couldn’t fall asleep.
She couldn’t find a way out, not even a little bit.
"Fiona, this baby... there won’t be a second chance, if you don’t take care of it, there won’t be another one."
Yancy Hastings had already sacrificed himself, this baby couldn’t be saved, and in this life, she wouldn’t conceive Yancy Hastings’ child again.
Fiona Sutton was startled, sitting there, eyes unblinking, tears just fell down.
"I understand."
She spoke seriously, slowly stroking her stomach.
"Both of you calm down a bit, there’s some chicken soup in the kitchen, I’ll bring it out for you to have."
Charles Northwood sighed, and with those words, left the bedroom.
Nia Mitchell looked at Charles Northwood’s back, then turned back to look at Fiona Sutton.
"You... don’t you like him?"
How could she be with Yancy Hastings if she liked Charles Northwood...
If it was an accident then, but...
What do her current actions mean?
Clearly, there are feelings involved.
She does like Yancy Hastings, could it be, she’s playing both sides?
"Don’t look at me like that."
Fiona Sutton could obviously tell what Nia Mitchell’s gaze meant and immediately started to argue.
"Yancy Hastings and I were purely an accident, but... but... I just can’t accept that he suddenly just..."
Sacrificed himself out of nowhere.
A person who lived beside her, vibrant and alive, just left without any warning.
And, there wasn’t even a body.
"I didn’t say anything, as long as you know what you’re doing."
As she spoke, Nia Mitchell raised an eyebrow and seeing that her mood had improved a lot, felt a little relieved.
She didn’t say anything more and picked up a jacket, draping it over Fiona Sutton’s shoulders.
"You’re not alone now, you can’t afford to be so careless, you have to take care of yourself and definitely don’t get sick."
If a pregnant woman gets sick, she can’t take medicine, and it would be extremely painful.
Fiona Sutton nodded, smiling as she properly put on the jacket.
"I know, but maybe you’ll find it unbelievable when I say this, I always feel that Yancy Hastings isn’t dead."