Domineering Love
Chapter 581 - 579: Save My Child_2

Chapter 581: Chapter 579: Save My Child_2

In the bathroom, Cherish Turner leaned against the washing platform, dry heaving and crying.

These days, he had always been so cold, like a kite that couldn’t be caught, making her feel insecure.

Now that he appeared like this, did he want her to not give birth to this child? Because of Sam Turner?

The more Cherish thought about it, the more upset she became, and her tears fell like scattered pearls. Warm water flowed from the faucet into the washing platform hole. She felt dizzy and exhausted, her body extremely heavy, and her vision darkened. The pain in her lower abdomen made her gasp for cold air.

Then she heard his distant, deep male voice through the glass door, "Cherish, I want you and also..."

William Griffith stood outside the bathroom, feeling more lost and confused than ever. His heart churned, torn by conflicting emotions. If there had been an ulterior motive in the beginning, everything that followed was an uncontrollable downfall. He tried to resist and struggle, tried to push her away, but he was hopelessly trapped, like being stuck in a swamp.

She was like a sunlit redemption, while he was too dark. Could she still accept him like this?

Hearing her crying, his thoughts became a chaotic mess. Finally, William spoke up through the glass door, "Cherish, I want you and also..."

But in the bathroom, Cherish’s frightened and hoarse cry for help rang out, "Save me! Please, save me!"

Stopping mid-sentence, William was instantly alarmed. Her cry made him feel deeply anxious. He yanked open the glass door, only to see Cherish slumped against the tiled wall on the floor. Her face became more and more pale, so white that there was no trace of blood left. Even the slight redness caused by anger just moments ago had completely faded, like a piece of paper submerged in water, scattered and nonexistent.

"Cherish! What happened to you?" William sprinted towards her and scooped her up in his arms.

"Save my child!" Cherish’s voice was soft as she strained to speak those words. The pain in her lower abdomen left her unable to bear it, and suddenly, she felt incredibly fearful. She felt something slowly slipping away, their final connection, their only connection that proved how much she once loved him, proving that she never regretted the past, only feeling a tiny bit of regret.

With Cherish in his arms, William raced out of the bathroom and burst out of the house.

Along the bumpy road, Cherish clutched his sleeve, stubbornly holding on to her consciousness, preventing herself from passing out. She held on to him tightly, her determined expression like that of a priest who had been waiting for a thousand years. She pleaded bitterly, "William, he’s our child, he’s our child..." Tears blurred her vision, his handsome face equally hazy. "I want him, I want him, please let me keep him... Please, I’m begging you..."

At that moment, William’s tense and cold expression dissolved into vulnerability, and all the intertwined chaos was thrown to the back of his mind. He had never been as desperate for something as he was now. His steps hurried and frantic, he carried her out of the courtyard under the bright silver moonlight, the deep grey night sky as if it had just cried.

"Where’s the car!" William shouted, and a subordinate hastily went to fetch it.

Unable to wait, William ran towards the parked car with Cherish in his arms and finally spoke up. His breath grew rapid, his voice stuttering, but it was undeniably moving, "Cherish, I never said I didn’t want this child."

"William..." Cherish leaned against his chest, tears soaking his shirt, the burning heat seemingly seeping through his skin and scorching his heart, entrapping him with its heaviness. The pain made her consciousness waver, and she thought she must be hearing things, murmuring, "What did you say... What did you say..."

"I said I want this child!" William held her tightly, soothing her anxiety, "I want it!"

Cherish tasted the metallic tang of blood in her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes as she cried, "William, save this child, save this child..."

Up ahead was an RV, its narrow alley bathed in the dim yellow glow of streetlights.

The man carried the woman as they sprinted towards the RV.

Footsteps became a flurry, and along the way, drops of blood fell, staining the ground with a blood-red lotus.

"Cherish? How are you, Cherish?" Someone shouted near her ear.

Cherish had no idea how long she had been asleep, but when she woke up, she found herself lying in a hospital room. The white ceiling was blinding, and she stared blankly at it. Then Elijah Butler’s forced smile appeared in her line of sight, and Cherish suddenly snapped back to reality, covering her lower abdomen and anxiously asking, "Where’s my baby? Where’s my baby?"