The death of our daughter made me extremely painful, but I couldn't neglect the second baby in my belly because of this.
I didn't want him to be born into an environment where family members were against each other, so I agreed with Giana.
But I didn't expect that I would have an accident shortly after going to Paisley's hospital for a prenatal examination.
A cement flowerpot fell from a high place and hit me on the head.
I was knocked unconscious on the spot.
Giana was stunned for a long time. Then she fumbled for her cell phone and made an emergency call.
My soul floated in the air. I saw the medical staff shaking their heads helplessly. Then they took me to an emergency room for the final rescue.
At that moment, I knew that I might not be saved.
But Giana's reaction was a bit strange in my eyes.
"I was hit by falling objects from a high place. Why didn't she call the police?"
Sure enough, I was not saved.
At this time, Henry, Henry Lawson, arrived.
When the doctor announced my death, I saw his body shake twice. Then he sat down on the ground and cried out in pain.
Giana sobbed beside me, covering her face.
"It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of Linda and the baby in her belly..."