Chapter 169 To Seek Revenge
Ophelia took a sharp breath.
Tabitha quickly went forward and supported her. "Oh, my baby, take it slow. Does it hurt?"
"Mmm..." Ophelia's voice trembled with tears. As soon as she felt the pain in her body, Ophelia wanted nothing more than to kill Cecily.
Tabitha patted Ophelia's back to console her. "Hold on a little longer. Your father and I will definitely capture that bitch and let you vent your anger."
Ophelia suppressed the anger in her heart and nodded firmly with a fierce expression. "Mom, we absolutely cannot let her get away."
"Mom knows, Mom knows."
"And Darian is going to do a DNA test with that child. You two must find a way to keep a close eye on it. There can be no mistakes in this matter." Ophelia grabbed Tabitha's hand and repeatedly urged her.
"Okay, mom understands. Your father and I are watching closely. You just relax."
They knew how crucial this matter was, so they couldn't afford to let their guard down.
Darian didn't know that the child was his own biological child. If he found out, everything would be over.
"I'm so annoyed," Ophelia tugged at her hair in frustration. "As long as these two children, any one of them is still alive, I can't relax. Without Rowan, having another child is like a time bomb for us."
Tabitha pulled up a chair and sat beside Ophelia's sickbed, her eyes cold and filled with sinister intent. "Indeed, it is a time bomb."
"Mom, let's find a way to get rid of the other child, too," Ophelia's eyes glinted with determination. She didn't want to live another day in fear like this.
She wished she could eliminate the potential threat immediately.
"No," this time, Tabitha directly put a stop to Ophelia's plan. "Now that something has happened to one child, they must be cautious of the other. Even if we act now, we won't be able to touch them. We might even fall into their trap. We can't act anymore. If we do want to act, we have to wait a while."
"Ophelia, you can't be so impatient," Tabitha advised Ophelia earnestly.
Ophelia gritted her teeth. She knew all these reasons, but she wanted to take a gamble. She could only truly relax if she won.
"All right, you rest well. Your father and I will take care of the rest. You've lost a lot of blood, and now you need to replenish your nutrients. Mom has asked the maid to stew some nourishing soup for you. Remember to drink more later."
Ophelia still worried. Her heart was uneasy as she felt that this matter with Darian wouldn't end so easily.
Although someone else had taken the blame for her, and it would be difficult for them to find any evidence, Darian undoubtedly suspected her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have said those things during the day.
Ophelia raised her hand to rub her temples and let out a deep sigh.
"Mom, where's Darian? I want to see him."
Tabitha got up to tuck in Ophelia. "Don't think about him for now. That child has been with him for five years, and there is some attachment. He's dying now, so he probably doesn't have the time to care about you."
Ophelia frowned. This was what she hated most. She couldn't even compare to Cecily. She couldn't even compare to her child!
Ophelia angrily closed her mouth.
...
Cecily lay on the hospital bed, eyes closed, her smooth forehead covered in beads of cold sweat. Her expression was extremely painful, tears pooling at the corners of her eyes as if she were experiencing an incredibly sorrowful nightmare.
In her dream, Cecily stumbled forward and saw a small figure, Rowan.
Cecily rushed forward eagerly, only to see Rowan continuously moving further away from her.
She reached out her hand, but no matter what she did, she couldn't reach Rowan's little hand.
Cecily panicked and desperately chased after him, but her speed was far behind Rowan's.
"Rowan, don't go, Rowan, come back! Rowan..."
Rowan glanced back at her, leaving a hint of a smile, and turned away. Cecily lunged forward but fell hard.
When she looked up again, Rowan was already gone, and Griffin appeared in front of her, who was also constantly disappearing.
Cecily's eyes moistened, and she exclaimed in panic, "Don't go, Rowan, Griffin..."
Cecily got up from the ground, and a wave of mist rose around her, obscuring her vision. She frantically searched but couldn't find any of her children...
"Rowan! Griffin!" Cecily abruptly sat up in bed, sweating profusely. She breathed heavily, and her eyes were hollow and filled with fear.
Everything in the dream felt so real, so real, that Cecily was on the verge of a breakdown when she woke up.
"Cecily." Aurelie immediately set aside what she was doing in the ward and walked toward Cecily. "Cecily, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"
Cecily tightly grasped Aurelie's hand as if urgently seeking a sense of security. "Where is Rowan? Where is Griffin?"
"Rowan is still in the intensive care unit, and Griffin is right next to you." Aurelie quickly reassured her.
Cecily turned her head and saw the little one curled up next to her, sleeping with closed eyes.
Cecily looked at the little one, and finally, her heart settled.
"What about Rowan?"
Aurelie quickly responded, "Rowan is fine, too. Darian is guarding the door of the ICU."
Cecily covered her suppressed chest, relieved that it was just a dream.
"Do you want some water?" A beautifully slender hand suddenly passed a glass of water to her.
Cecily turned her head and saw Evander. "Why are you here too?"
"We had an appointment to sign the contract yesterday, but you didn't show up." Evander's tone was cold.
"Then he forced me to reveal your whereabouts, and I told him," Aurelie said.
Cecily took the glass of warm water, said thank you, and then looked out the window. The sun was already shining brightly, bringing warmth and comfort. However, Cecily couldn't feel any warmth.
"What time is it now?"
"7:30 in the morning."
Cecily's heart tightened. She uncovered the blanket, put on her shoes, and walked toward the door.
"Cecily, where are you going?" Aurelie rushed up to stop Cecily, looking at her with concern. Her eyes were red from crying countless times.
"I'm feeling better, don't worry about me. Can you all take care of Griffin for me? Thank you." Cecily walked out directly.
"Cecily?" Aurelie didn't stop Cecily and could only watch her leave, her eyes filled with both concern and helplessness.
"Damn Ophelia!" Aurelie muttered with resentment, gnashing her teeth. She scanned the table and found a sturdy ornament. "I'm going to kill that bitch Ophelia."
Evander raised an eyebrow, reaching out to grab Aurelie. "You said Cecily's child became like this because of that Ophelia."
"Besides her, no one else." Aurelie's anger flared up.
A dark glimmer flashed in Evander's eyes. He glanced at the object in Aurelie's hand. "She's also in this hospital."
"Yes, not only that, but she's in the VIP ward right next to it, being pampered like a baby." Aurelie felt that Cecily was being too lenient. Ophelia should also be sent to the ICU, experiencing the same pain as Rowan.
Evander raised an eyebrow, looking at the object in her hand. "You can't do it like this. With this, at most, you can just give her a little pain that won't last long."
"Then what should I do?"
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