Chapter 633:
Blood was strewn across the scene as Liza was gruesomely run over by the vehicles that followed.
Inside the car, Wade shut the door as the driver accelerated, weaving through traffic. Behind them, chaos ensued, all eyes on the horrific scene, oblivious to Wade’s quiet escape.
Adrian called out, “Joelle?”
Joelle’s eyelids fluttered open, revealing a complexion washed pale and worn by fatigue. The room was crowded, almost every familiar face—friends and family alike—had gathered around her. Their expressions were painted with worry as they watched her closely. Adrian, standing nearest to her, voiced his concern with a furrowed brow.
“Are you alright? Do you feel pain anywhere?”
Grasping his hand tightly, Joelle asked, “Where is Ryland?”
From the back of the room, Michael replied, “Joelle, I’m sorry. Wade escaped, and his men are all dead.”
Allie moved closer, her face shadowed with guilt. “I’m so sorry, Joelle. I should have realized sooner…”
Rafael patted her shoulder, and she lowered her head deeply, saying no more.
Katherine added, “Don’t lose heart, Joelle. Ryland will be alright.” The room was filled with many voices, trying to pierce the veil of her despondency, but Joelle sat motionless, her reaction muted as if she were lost between joy and despair.
Adrian squeezed her hand gently, trying to draw her out of her sorrow. “Try not to dwell on these troubles, Joelle. Remember, you need to take care of yourself now more than ever—you’re pregnant.”
Joelle’s gaze snapped up, disbelief etched across her features. “Pregnant? Really?”
Adrian nodded affirmatively, a small smile breaking through his concern as he handed her a document. “Yes, it’s been four weeks. Here’s the examination report.”
Though the timing was far from ideal, perhaps this news could offer a brief respite from her grief.
Joelle gazed at the report clutched in her hands, the words confirming her four-week pregnancy. This time, the conception had been silent, lacking the noticeable signals that had accompanied her first.
Shawn reached out, resting his hand gently on Joelle’s head. “It’s a good thing, Joelle. You and Adrian are going to welcome your second child.”
Her emotions were a tangle she couldn’t unravel. Happiness and sadness blurred into indistinct shades. She turned to Adrian, her eyes brimming with unshed tears, a torrent of unsaid words pooling behind her gaze. Adrian didn’t need her words to grasp her turmoil.
Joelle must feel that welcoming this child now would be unfair to Ryland.
It wasn’t about blaming this new, innocent life; it was about feeling inadequate, questioning her worthiness as a mother.
Adrian pulled her into his arms, his warmth seeping into her as he stroked her back. “It’s fine. This is Ryland’s blessing to us. He’ll be overjoyed to have a sibling.”
Succumbing to her overwhelming emotions, Joelle let the tears flow.noveldrama
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