NovelFinishChapter 557 Elijah lay motionless on the ground, his body limp and lifeless. Elysia's fear escalated into uncontrollable trembling as tears streamed down her face. She looked at her three little ones, refusing to accept reality.
"Please... tell mommy that Elijah isn't responding because he's just sleeping, right? He's just asleep, isn't he?" Her refusal to face the truth only made the scene more heartbreaking. The three kids buried themselves in her embrace, their cries growing louder. "Mommy! Waaaahhh..." The Bradford clan stood aside, watching with cold indifference. The women, once envious of Elysia, now seemed to relish in her pain. It was as if they were finally venting their pent-up malice.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere were snide remarks and attempts to stir discord.
"Crying as if it's real, who are you trying to fool? Deep down, you're probably wishing Elijah was dead." "Yeah, Elijah wasn't even her own flesh and blood. How many stepmothers truly care? She must be thrilled about this!" Soffered insincere condolences.
"Ms. Thorne, no need to cry. Tarin's the one who's truly suffering, he needs your consolation." "Yeah, save your crocodile tears. Better focus on the real victim here! Your wailing won't change anything." Elliot clenched his fists, shooting a venomous glare that could freeze blood. His eyes were red, tears clinging to his lashes, but his gaze was fierce, like a predator seconds away from a kill.
Allegra's heart skipped a beat at that look. It reminded her of the devastating aftermath faced by Elizabeth and Kendrick, the slook Tarquin had. The resemblance was uncanny! If you only looked into those eyes, you'd swear it was a young Tarquin staring back. Allegra was shocked, taken aback, and frightened. That gaze was truly intimidating! The snarky comments ceased as the women clamped their mouths shut, not daring to utter another word. Elliot, fighting back his grief and rage, turned his attention back to Elysia.
"Mom, you need to calm down. Now's not the tfor tears. We have to save Elijah! He needs you!" Elysia nodded, her voice breaking, "Right, right, we need to save him!" She roughly wiped away her tears, which refused to stop, bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, and pinched her palm to force the pain to focus her. She needed to shift from being a grieving mother to a decisive doctor.
Elliot then stopped Tarquin from making futile rescue attempts. He knew that no matter how hard Tarquin tried, it was pointless. Their only hope was mom. If there was even a sliver of chance, mom would surely save Elijah. If not, then...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Let mom handle Elijah! Find a quiet place for mom and Elijah, now!" Tarquin, his brows furrowed, his forehead veins bulging from stress, looked terrifying. He watched Elysia force something into Elijah's mouth, making him swallow, and then remembered Elysia's medical expertise. Tarquin forced himself to remain calm, turning to the Bradford crowd with a sharp, fierce tone, "Get out!"
The Bradford family shivered and didn't dare to resist, promptly leaving the scene. Even Gideon was kicked out! Once outside, they started murmuring among themselves.
"He really doesn't care about us, does he? Kicking us out into the eald like that.
at. As if that's going to bring Elijah back to life!" "There's no way Elijah's coming back. Even the family doctor said he was gone for good!"
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