My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 107

Maria had always been arrogant. She was deranged, and she did not fear me at all. Her life was already in

shambles that she wasn’t afraid to fight me, even at the expense of her own life.

However, she had ruined Nicholas' life. After talking about how she had killed someone she couldn't have, she

suddenly covered her face and burst into tears. "How could Nicholas suffer for your crime?"

I was thinking the same thing as well.

I wiped the rain from my face as I stared at the mountain and said, "If you had just a tad bit of kindness in you,

even if it is just a little bit, Nicholas wouldn't have ended up like this!

Maria was too selfish, too evil, too heartless!

Suddenly, I felt a sense of fatigue washed over me. I looked back at Maria, who was covered in scars and said to

Gary, who had been standing at the side, "You'll take her to the police station yourself and investigate her

involvement in Alba's accident. Make sure she gets sentenced to death!"

"Yes, President Felix," Gary whispered.

"Gary," I called out to him wearily.

"I'm here, President Felix."

Although the summer rain was warm, I felt nothing but coldness.

"How long has the Felixs been in Bryxton?" I asked.

Gary answered knowledgeably, "Your great grandfather started working in the business field in 1953, and the Felix

Corporation was established in Bryxton in 1973. So, it has been about 46 years since the Felix had made their mark

here, including this year."

"Gary, let's move the company's headquarters to Eldham."

Gary was startled when he heard this; he and I both knew how difficult it was to leave a city we had spent so many

years building to accumulate this amount of resources.

However, he accommodated my request and said, "Alright, I'll arrange for it tomorrow."

…

Afterward, Gary took me back to the villa. Then, I changed out of my drenched clothes and lay in bed. I suddenly

had a high fever in the middle of the night and called Gary. He rushed over and hurriedly took me to the hospital.

The fever persisted for a long time, and I was constantly in a state of wakefulness and sleep. I was bedridden in the

hospital for three days before I finally felt better. Then, I looked for the doctor that Clair had introduced to remove

the scar on my face.

Finally, the scar on my face was gone. I didn't have to hide it with makeup any longer. However, I did not know what

to feel. I felt no joy, no sorrow, and I lived like a walking corpse, day after day.

Throughout the Felix Family's relocation to Eldham, I wandered around the bar every night and learned to smoke.

But the smell of cigarettes was repulsive, and I swore never to touch them again. So, instead, I resorted to alcohol.

Two months later, the Felix Corporation was officially relocated, and many families gave us their blessings. Even the

Yates, who had been my target, showed up.

Everyone, except the Forgers.

Chairman Forger was nowhere to be seen.

He used to be an excellent father-in-law and always gave way to me. It didn't matter who was right or wrong

between Nicholas and me. Chairman Forger would always side with me.

But now…

His heart was filled with hatred for me. That's natural since his son died in my stead.

I had been depressed for the past two months. Now that the weather was starting to get hot in August, I felt highly

irritable. I had left all my family matters, big or small, to Gary. I had no care about it anymore.

Gary had initially planned to get me a villa. However, I wanted a one-story apartment. And for the next two months,

I stayed home and was out of touch with everyone.

My isolation remained unbothered until Francesca called me.

From the bottom of my heart, I had always felt ashamed in front of her. So, when she called, I quickly put my phone

to my ear and asked gently, "Why did you suddenly think of calling me?

"Ms. Felix, I can't stand it anymore."

"What happened?" I asked anxiously.

"I'm in Eldham. Can you come and accompany me?"

Immediately, I changed my clothes, went downstairs, and called a taxi to Francesca's place, which was a highly

dilapidated, old neighborhood.

I stood at the door and took a deep breath before I knocked on the door. The door opened after a while, and I saw

Francesca's pale face at a glance.

I also saw her slightly bulging belly.

She followed my line of sight. raised her hand to stroke her stomach and said, "I kept the child, but he is too frail."

So, she kept her baby after all.

"As long as you're both well," I reassured her.

Although she didn't marry Leon, she still chose to keep his child. It seemed that her love for him was far beyond my

imagination. She was really a simple-minded yet stubborn woman.

I did not know what to say and decided to go in and sit on the sofa, feeling a little restrained. Then, after I pondered

for a long time, I asked, "What are you doing in Eldham?"

"Leon went to look for me in Sundew. I was so upset that I moved to Eldham. I wanted to live in a new city but also

enjoyed living in the older neighborhoods. Most of the people that lived here were elderly. I get to chat with them

every day, and the day is over in the blink of an eye."

Francesca moved here because she was lonely.

Then, I thought about what she said on the phone and asked with concern, "You said on the phone that you couldn't

stand it anymore…"

As soon as I brought this up, Francesca's face dropped. She sighed deeply and said, "The doctor said that my body

is not suitable to be having a baby, but now that the baby is more than seven months old, it would be a pity to abort

it like this. But, on the other hand, I don't know what I should do to keep it."

It took the doctors more than seven months to tell her that she wasn't suitable for pregnancy?!

That was impossible, the doctor must have warned her a long time ago, but she did not listen to the advice until

now when her body had reached its limit.

"What did the doctor say?" I asked gently and patiently.

Francesca poured me a glass of ice water and put it in front of me before she sat across from me and told me the

truth, "The doctor advised me to abort the baby as soon as possible, or both our lives would be in danger."

Her expression showed firmness as she spoke, and I asked her the vital question, "Are you going to abort it?"

She smiled and shook her head. "No."

"Then you must have figured out another way. Otherwise, you wouldn't have endured it until now," I said wisely.

When Francesca heard this, she fell silent. I raised my hand to caress her stomach carefully and said enviously, "I

cannot bear a child in this lifetime. If I managed to conceive a baby, I would keep it even if it came with a price. I'll

do anything to give birth to a baby."

"Actually, I have a solution," she suddenly said.

I looked up at her and asked, "What is it?"

Francesca thought about this for months, she must have found a solution, but that solution must be complicated.

"A premature birth," she said calmly.

I was shocked to hear her solution. However, she merely took my hand, lightly pressed it on her stomach, and said

desperately, "I'm trying to keep it in for as long as possible. Although it is only seven months old, it is already

developed. So, I'm trying to keep it in for another month before I go for a cesarean section! Although it may not be

successful, at least there's hope. A hope that my baby can live."

Premature babies born by cesarean section took courage, and the survival rate was meager. Unfortunately, it

would also be a fatal blow to Francesca's body.

She had just removed her kidney and hadn't fully recovered; she may be unable to walk out of the operating

theater alive after this.

I gritted my teeth and asked, "Why are you doing this to yourself?"