Chapter 121 Cleo, Her Child, Her Child Ah
Ava froze completely. Something exploded in her mind with a bang. Everything around her slowed down, and all sounds became distant.
Ava's face filled with horror. Her vision instantly went pitch black. Intense pain spread from her chest throughout her entire body. Even breathing felt like being stabbed with a knife.
Ava suddenly dropped to her knees, eyes wide open, not daring to blink. Her violently trembling hands reached toward Cleo, who lay motionless on the ground.
She desperately opened her mouth, her shaking fingers not daring to touch Cleo's little face. "...Cleo... you, you don't scare me... Cleo..."
Ava was in so much pain that tears couldn't even come out. She desperately pressed her hands against Cleo's wound that kept bleeding.
"You should die too."
The kidnapper suddenly raised his hand, the knife tip stabbing straight toward Ava.
Joshua instantly sprang up, grabbed one person with one hand, then swept his leg viciously.
Two sounds of breaking bones.
The scarred man let out a piercing scream. Joshua had forcibly broken the scarred man's hand.
At this moment, the man before them was like a demon from hell.
The man approached step by step, surrounded by a dark fire that could destroy everything.
Every cell in the scarred man's body was filled with fear. Clutching his arm, he backed away step by step. "Don't come closer, don't come closer!"
Joshua clenched his back teeth tightly, grabbed the scarred man by the neck, and slammed him against the railing. Below was a sixty-story drop.
"What are you trying to do?" The scarred man was completely terrified.
"Go to hell!" Joshua roared.
People below let out waves of screams, truly watching as the person above fell straight down with a scream.
Blood splattered instantly. The scarred man's brains spilled all over the ground, his eyeballs popped out, blood flowing from all seven orifices. He died a horrible death.
...
Ava ran desperately holding Cleo, ran desperately. She only felt that Cleo in her arms was so fragile, so fragile that if she used just a little force, she might cease to exist.
Joshua handed Finn to Hayden and chased after Ava.
Racing all the way, Joshua ran every red light, his foot never leaving the gas pedal.
Ten minutes later, Cleo was sent to the hospital.
The hospital doctors were terrified when they saw this scene.
"Type A blood, non-allergic, stabbed in left chest, breathing, unconscious, heart rate... fifty beats per minute, slow!"
These few sentences seemed to have repeated tens of thousands of times in Ava's mind on the way. She reported them quickly and mechanically.
The attending doctor immediately took the blood-covered Cleo from Ava's arms. "We'll do our best."
The moment the emergency room door closed, Ava lost her soul completely, instantly collapsing to the ground, her eyes empty.
Blood, her hands were covered with Cleo's blood, extremely glaring.
Endless fear spread wildly throughout her entire body.
Joshua's deep eyes were pitch black, without a trace of light. He stood quietly.
A man and a woman, one standing still, one collapsed on the ground. Everything seemed to freeze at this moment.
People passing by the emergency room, whether doctors or patients, were all affected by the oppressive atmosphere here, not daring to breathe.
Hayden, Samuel, Isabella, and Gilbert all arrived. No one dared make a sound, just standing quietly behind them, waiting.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
After who knows how long, the man who had been frozen for so long moved his body, slowly bent down, his hand stiffened as he embraced the woman on the ground. He held her tightly, comforting in a low voice, "It'll be okay. The floor is cold, get up first."
Ava moved her neck, slowly raised her hand, her eyes empty and lifeless. Her voice hoarse from not speaking for so long, she asked, "Cleo will be okay, right?"
Joshua kissed Ava's forehead deeply, his voice gentle, "Yes, she'll be okay."
He didn't know if these words were to comfort Ava or himself.
When Ava asked this question, she clearly knew the answer in her heart, but still sought a bit of psychological comfort.
"Ava!"
An angry roar came from behind.
Ava stiffly turned her head. A strong wind rushed toward her face.
A crisp sound.
The expected pain didn't come. Someone blocked it. Joshua's face was struck to the side.
Ava's empty eyes looked at Joshua, rippling slightly.
Joshua's eyes were full of cold intent as he looked at Ursa. "Had enough?"
Ursa stared at Ava, then looked at Joshua, and finally got even angrier, glaring at Ava furiously.
"You! This is outrageous. Who allowed you to run off with my Thomas family's child? Where did you get the nerve?"
Ursa was furious. "Not only did you take the child away, but you couldn't even watch her properly, harming the child like this. What kind of mother are you? I'm asking you, what kind of mother are you?"
Joshua helped Ava up, but Ava's stiff legs couldn't move an inch.
Compared to Ursa crying herself hoarse, Ava remained expressionless from beginning to end. She didn't cry or make a fuss, just held it all in.
The person most devastated by the child's accident was none other than Ava.
"Say something!" Ursa roared.
Ava hung her head deeply. After a long time, she finally made a sound. "I'm sorry."
Ursa felt like she was going crazy. When she learned Ava had a child, she found it unbelievable and was almost excited to the point of fainting. Hearing the news that the child was kidnapped, she almost couldn't catch her breath.
Sorry?
Is sorry useful?
At this moment, the emergency room door finally opened.
Everyone rushed forward. Ava asked, "My child, how is she?"
The doctor removed his mask and shook his head heavily.
"The child's condition is not good. You need to be mentally prepared. She's very weak now, can only rely on a respirator to stay alive, and could die at any moment."
Silence.
Deathly silence spread among everyone.
Ursa took two sharp breaths. "You... what did you say?"
"Mom!"
Ursa fell straight down. Hayden caught the fainting Ursa.
Ava took two sharp breaths, but no matter what, she couldn't catch her breath.
She bent over, her hands clutching tightly at the clothes over her heart. The pain felt like something was viciously tearing her apart.
It hurt so much she couldn't breathe.
She bit her teeth hard, whimpering, but couldn't make a sound.
Her body was held tightly. Joshua embraced her, closing his eyes deeply.
It was clearly early autumn, but the surroundings felt as cold as the dead of winter.
Ava struggled desperately. "Let me go, let me go. I need to be with Cleo, Cleo..."
Tears finally fell in big drops, uncontrollable pain. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart.
Cleo, her child, her child.
"Ava, Ava, calm down, calm down..." Joshua held the desperately struggling Ava tightly, clenching his back teeth hard.
Cleo was his daughter. How could he not be heartbroken?
Heavy grief spread through everyone's hearts.
In the ICU, Ava stayed by Cleo's side all night, looking at her pale, colorless little face. Ava was devastated.
"Mr. Thomas."
Joshua stood at the ICU door, standing quietly for who knows how long. Samuel stood behind Joshua, reminding him softly.
"Did they talk?" Joshua asked in a hoarse voice.
Samuel lowered his head. "Not yet."
The hand hanging at his side clenched hard, knuckles turning white.
Every profession has its rules, especially for professional killers like them. Giving up the employer means bringing disaster to their family. Even if they died, the organization wouldn't spare their families.