Free Web NovelChapter 1372: Chapter 1366: There Won’t Be a Next Time!
Evander Lancaster wanted to enter the hospital to see his woman. At this moment, she must be lying weakly on the hospital bed, helpless and fearful, with no one to care for her...
But his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and even with all his strength, he couldn’t move a single step.
The child was gone, and the life he had just begun to illuminate dimmed once again.
"Ha, you still know to come over?" A light sneer rose above his head. Even with his eyes downcast, Evander Lancaster could tell it was Nathan Moore’s voice.
In fact, he should thank him, since it was Titus Zane who called to notify him. However, in his heart, he actually blamed his brother for seeing his woman being forced and not stepping in to stop it.
His lips moved slightly, curving into a bitter and self-deprecating smile. It mocked himself as an incompetent man, thinking of his mother too kindly, which led to... the painful loss of his own child.
Evander Lancaster did not raise his head, his lowered gaze fell on the steps in front of him.
"Second brother, are you also laughing at my incompetence, unable to protect my woman?"
"Ha!" A light laugh, Nathan Moore’s handsome face turned aside; his own woman expecting and having stopped Violet Zimmerman—whether this was a double blessing or not, he didn’t know.
"No, I’m just remarking on how lucky you are!" Nathan Moore’s tone, neither cold nor warm, hit Evander Lancaster even harder, piercing his heart like needles, suffocatingly painful.
"Second brother, if you want to scold me, just say it straight, we’re brothers, no need to be indirect."
At this moment, if someone were to scold him thoroughly it might make him feel a bit better.
Among the brothers, Evander Lancaster always claimed to be as free as the wind, coming and going with ease, never having been so dejected.
Nathan Moore saw it for the first time, this expression more painful than when their father passed away.
Turning his head and holding his forehead, Nathan Moore couldn’t stand his look, "Old Fourth, can you stop acting like a resentful wife! My eyes are almost blinded by your light!"
Evander Lancaster raised his eyes, the self-deprecating smile at the corner of his lips deepened. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the pregnant woman supported by Titus behind Nathan Moore, and suddenly his phoenix eyes widened, quickly rushing up.
"Sophia? You’re okay? It’s good you’re okay, it’s good that you’re okay," Evander Lancaster embraced Sophia Hamilton tightly, his handsome face constantly rubbing against hers, excitement and joy evident.
"Let’s go, let’s go home." Nathan Moore turned around and reached out to Titus, the married couple had just held hands to walk down the steps when Sophia Hamilton’s hoarse voice sounded behind them.
"President, can I get a lift home with you?"
Nathan Moore and Titus...
Both turned their heads in confusion.
Held tightly by Evander Lancaster, Sophia Hamilton did not resist, nor did she respond, her hands hung to her sides, her tear-reddened eyes expressionless, "If it’s not too much trouble, I’d like to catch a ride with you."
"This..." Understanding Sophia Hamilton’s meaning, Titus appeared troubled, instinctively looking up at Nathan Moore. Nathan Moore did not look at her, his brows slightly furrowed as he looked at the two hugging, speaking in a serious tone.
"Old Fourth, send my secretary home. If anything goes wrong, we won’t be brothers in the future!"
"Sister Zane..." Nathan Moore’s words were tantamount to a clear refusal. Sophia Hamilton didn’t want to go back with Evander Lancaster, and unable to get away from him under the current circumstances, she had no choice but to ask Titus for help.
Titus’s beautiful eyes also carried anger, "Evander, Sophia has been so frightened, aren’t you going to take her home to rest? Do you really want to lose the baby?"
After scolding Evander Lancaster, Titus turned to Sophia Hamilton, "Don’t be afraid, Nathan and I will stand up for you, he won’t dare to make things difficult for you!"
Actually, Titus wanted to personally take Sophia Hamilton back to her parents’ home, an expectant mother soon to give birth, frightened so badly, the scene in the corridor still terrifying in retrospect. Sophia Hamilton clutched her tummy in pain, breaking out in a cold sweat, she hurriedly found another doctor to check her.
Fortunately, it was the baby inside turning, if anything really went wrong she wouldn’t let Nathan Moore forgive Evander Lancaster!
For not protecting his own woman, such a man should be made to suffer.
Seeing Evander Lancaster still burying his head next to Sophia Hamilton’s ear, Titus reminded him again, "Evander, take Sophia home to rest!"
"Okay, okay, I’ll take her home now," Evander Lancaster only then reacted, the feeling of losing and regaining her made him lose his bearings.
Originally wanting to hold Sophia Hamilton horizontally, but worried it might hurt the baby, he could only carefully support her, "Slowly, let’s go home, now we’ll go home."
"Evander Lancaster, I want to go to my own home!" Sophia Hamilton stopped, her cold expression devoid of warmth.
Evander Lancaster also stopped, looking at her, meeting her determined gaze, pursed his lips, "Okay."
It was all his negligence, so he deserved punishment, and having just been frightened, her emotions were unstable and couldn’t bear any further stimulation.
Evander Lancaster supported Sophia Hamilton into the backseat, which would make her comfortable. Watching them leave, Nathan Moore then held Titus’s hand, "Let’s go home too."
"Mm," Titus’s face was still difficult to look at, after more than half a year of effort finally expecting a baby, it should be a happy thing, but having witnessed Evander Lancaster’s mother’s actions personally, this happiness was largely diminished.
Along the way, Evander Lancaster’s handsome face was tense, initially wanting to live his own life, not relying on his family and not wanting to be disturbed. Now it seemed that even this small wish had become a luxury.
This week’s operations were fully scheduled, though that home was always a place he was unwilling to set foot in, now it seemed necessary to go back once over the weekend.
With endless guilt in his heart, only things had already happened, and no amount of comfort or reflection held any meaning. Looking ahead, Evander Lancaster said, "There won’t be a next time!"
The few words carried a decisive resoluteness, if the mother insisted on killing his child, then he could only tear off their hypocritical masks regardless of kinship!
Sophia Hamilton leaned against the car window, her head cushioned by a pillow, eyes closed, her face still pale without much color. Evander Lancaster knew she wasn’t asleep.
Through the rearview mirror, he glanced over briefly, the exhalation was full of his self-blame.
Sophia Hamilton had been frightened, Evander Lancaster dared not go against her wishes, driving her back to her parents’ home, the car stopping under the apartment building. Before Evander Lancaster could unbuckle his seatbelt, Sophia Hamilton had already opened the car door and stepped out.
By the time Evander Lancaster got out from the driver’s seat, she had already walked to the unit door.
Evander Lancaster hurriedly chased after her, one hand supporting her waist, the other holding her arm carefully, "Slow down, I’ll bring you upstairs."
"No need, you go back by yourself." Sophia Hamilton said coldly, simultaneously removing Evander Lancaster’s hand from her waist, "Please go back and inform your mother, don’t disturb me again, tell her I will break up with you, and I, Sophia Hamilton, keep my word!"
