Chapter 239: Miscarriage
"James, have you lost your mind?"
I can't believe he actually hurt himself!
How could he do something like this to himself?
Does he even know how much her heart breaks seeing him like this? It felt like someone was using a knife to chop her heart into pieces, tearing her apart inside.
"Have you gone crazy?"
Mia was both heartbroken and angry. She looked at James with disdain and raised her hand wanting to hit him again.
But her her hands got stuck for some time.
It trembled in mid-air, then gently landed on his face.
Caressing the side of his face that she had just slapped red.
Her body slowly slid down as she crouched in front of him.
Tears streaming endlessly!
She didn't want to force him either.
If it wasn't for him stubbornly trying every way to push her away, constantly being so self-destructive.
If it wasn't for holding onto hope, not wanting this man who had always been her pillar of strength to remain in a wheelchair forever.
How could she bear to force him?
Every night when she massaged him, the pressure in her heart was really overwhelming.
Each attempt, each disappointment.
With every disappointment, her heart would ache.
When she felt disappointed, James would feel even more disappointed.
And she would hurt for his disappointment—
Mia crouched in front of him, crying uncontrollably.
She was suffering too.
Watching him in pain, she was tormented inside as well.
If she could, she really wanted to bear the pain for him.
James's eyes were red as he looked at Mia crouching before him, sobbing uncontrollably.
His tone changed from resentment to now pleading humbly, "Mia, I'm begging you, please let me go, okay?"
"For the sake of how good I was to you before, please give me a way out, okay?"
The moment James pleaded, Mia couldn't help but look up.
Meeting his eyes filled with unbearable pain.
"I don't want to keep going anymore. I really can't take it! It's really too painful!"
"Please stop torturing me, okay? I'm begging you!"
Mia cried uncontrollably.
Tears kept falling like broken beads.
If it was before, when she cried like this, James would definitely raise his hand and gently wipe away her tears.
He would give in!
But the current James ignored her tears, her sadness and pain, and continued to beg her in agony.
Begging her to let him go.
His gaze was direct and unwavering, looking at her tear-stained face, confessing to her, laying himself bare before her.
Every sentence seemed like his truest inner feelings, without the slightest concealment.
"Mia, I admit, at first, including that phone call I made to you—"
"And getting Lavinia to act, I did it on purpose. I wanted to drive you away because I didn't want to be a burden to you."
"But now, I really can't take it anymore! I really don't want to be with you anymore!"
"You're too selfish, really too selfish, completely ignoring my feelings!"
"Just to make yourself feel better, you're using my love for you to force me to do things that have no hope."
"Mia, you're not me. You don't know how hard this is for me."
"The rehabilitation, and constantly experiencing disappointment, again and again—this is more painful than my legs being disabled."
"Mia, for your sake, I've already tried hard to hold on until now. These twenty days have worn away my feelings for you bit by bit!"
"I really can't hold on anymore. Stop torturing me. Please let me go, okay? Please!"
Mia looked at James, breaking down more and more.
She choked out his name softly, "James~"
At this moment, Mia held his hand, calling his name softly.
This move would have worked really well before.
He definitely would have softened!
Couldn't bear to be cruel to her anymore!
But Mia, once I've truly made up my mind, I won't give you any chance to make me waver.
Mia didn't believe what James was saying.
He was a patient right now.
He was just too tired and exhausted, which made him suddenly break down and have these negative emotions.
She tilted her head slightly, looking at him with red-rimmed eyes.
Once again pulling his hand to her lower abdomen, "James, for me and the baby, can you hold on a little longer?"
"There will definitely be hope. Don't give up, okay?"
James quickly pulled his hand back and said with extreme coldness, "Mia, stop trying to use you and the child to soften me up and make me suffer more torture. I'm not falling for that."
"Listen clearly, i don't want you anymore! The child, I don't want either! Both of you, I don't want!"
"Get rid of the child, and we'll never see each other again for the rest of our lives!"
Mia hadn't believed James's earlier words.
Until he told her to get rid of the child and that they should never see each other again.
Her pupils shook violently.
This time, she clearly felt his seriousness.
It was no longer like before in the bathroom, when his expression and eyes clearly showed reluctance.
At this moment, the James before her, when saying to get rid of the child, had no trace of reluctance in his eyes.
Her heart instantly felt like it was being squeezed hard, giving her a suffocating feeling.
"Say that again!"
"I said, get rid of the child! This child absolutely cannot be kept!"
James's attitude was firm, his tone increasingly cold and heartless, "While the baby is still small—"
"James, I will absolutely not get rid of this child!"
Mia looked at James, who had suddenly become extremely unfamiliar!
She stood up, protecting her abdomen.
"You have no choice! This child must be gotten rid of!"
Even colder words came from James's mouth.
His legs were already hopeless.
He couldn't possibly have a chance to take care of Mia and the child anymore.
He didn't want to be a burden to Mia, and he absolutely couldn't let this child burden Mia for her whole life.
Without the burden of a child, Mia would find new happiness in the future.
She liked children, wanted children—she could have as many as she wanted then!
"James, you won't do it!"
Mia's eyes were bloodshot, her gaze fixed on James.
Trying to find any trace of reluctance on his face!
He wouldn't.
He was still bluffing.
He loved her and loved the baby in her womb too.
How could he bear to make her get rid of the child!
Seeing that Mia didn't agree to get rid of the child, James tightened his grip on the wheelchair.
"Go open the door and let them in."
He said as his gaze fell on Hawk, who had been trying to minimize his presence, giving him orders.
Hawk snapped to attention and didn't dare disobey, quickly going to open the door.
As soon as the door opened, two burly bodyguards stood at the entrance.
They entered and respectfully called out, "Mr. Smith."
"Take her away!" he commanded, his tone stern.
"Yes!" the body guards replied following instructions.
It wasn't until both her arms were grabbed by the two men that Mia realized what was happening. "Let go of me! James, what are you doing?"
"Taking you to the hospital to get rid of the child!"