Love is the Sunshine

Chapter 383 Help Me! (Part One)

"Please don't be nervous, Miss Carla. We have state-of-the-art facilities and equipment in our hospital.

I'm just taking you to have a small check-up. It's all very routine. Please, follow me this way."

The doctor noticed that Carla was fidgeting, seemingly somewhat nervous and ill-at-ease. So, she

glanced behind Carla, as if looking for more instruction.

When Carla saw the doctor's gaze fall behind her, she immediately followed her sight and turned her

body around to look where or who she was looking at.

Lo and behold, the person the doctor was looking at was Noah, standing behind a large glass window.

Noah raised his hand inadvertently, as if he were gesturing to someone. Then suddenly, out of

nowhere, two men, dressed in black rushed from the operating room. One man grabbed Carla's left

arm, while the other grabbed her right arm as they dragged her into the operating room.

"What are you doing? No! No! I don't want to go in! Stop! Noah, do something! Help me!"

Unfortunately, Carla's cry for help fell on deaf ears. After Carla was dragged into the operating room by

the two men, she frantically whipped her head to look around. Her desperate eyes caught sight of

Noah, who was standing still at the end of the corridor.

She squeezed the words out of her mouth. "Noah! Why aren't you doing anything? Help me! Help me,

Noah!" Carla was borderline hysterical, while Noah didn't move or respond to her cries for help. Carla

hopelessly watched in slow-motion as the door finally shut close. Tears immediately burst out from her

eyes. The desperation in her voice was evident of her fears.

However, Noah stood calmly at the other end of the corridor. He continued staring at Carla quietly and

motionlessly without displaying any expression on his face.

"Noah, you're a liar! Do you remember how you said you would never hurt me again? What are you

doing now? Noah! Answer me! Did you forget what you said? Are you going back on your word now?

Ah! Noah Hua! You bastard! You bastard!"

Carla was cursing and screaming. She was still struggling against her captors. But Noah continued to

be motionless and expressionless. He kept silent and didn't say anything. Carla felt hopeless and was

instantly despondent.

But Carla couldn't give up right now. Even though she had been forcefully dragged into the operating

room, she continued looking back and didn't give up screaming at him. "Noah! You are such a bastard!

We are not married yet. Why the hell are you still poking your nose into my business? Why do you care

about whose child I am having?

Noah! You bastard! Son of a bitch! You swore to me that you would never hurt me again! What the hell

are you doing to me now?"

As she furiously yelled at Noah, Carla showed no signs of backing down. However, hurling abuse at

Noah wasn't going to help her get free. Out of frustration, she finally broke down into tears. "Ah! No!

No! No! Don't do this to me! Please! Help me! Someone! Please just let me go!"

Carla gathered all her strength and tried to bite the men who were dragging her. She had an idea of

what Noah's intentions were but she wasn't going to let them take her child!

One of the men dragging her didn't notice Carla as she suddenly bit down hard on his arm. The man

screamed out loud and released Carla, swinging his arm back and forth to ease the excruciating pain.

However, Carla was still being held down by the other man. Before she could do the same to him, the

previous one came over to Carla and firmly grabbed her right arm before quickly dragging her into the

operating room.

Carla started shouting and yelling again, "Noah! Do you know what you're doing? This will only make

me hate you! Don't force me to hate you! Do you really think that I will marry you if you kill my child? My

own flesh and blood?

I'm warning you. You're going to regret this! I would rather die than marry the man who kills my child!"

Carla was pressed down onto the operating bed. Her hands and feet were strapped down. She looked

at the snow-white ceiling with tears in her eyes. Soon, the bright operating lamp above her was

switched on.

Carla felt hopeless and scared. Was this really going to happen? Was she really going to lose her child

against her will? At that moment, the thought of one person appeared in Carla's mind. She called out

his name. "Terence An! Where are you? Terence An?

Terence An! Didn't you say that you would protect me? Please! Save our child! Terence, where are

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Carla, who was trying to squirm and twist out of her restraints, howled hopelessly. Her wrists and

ankles started to bruise.

Carla watched as the doctors in surgical scrubs moved around her like sharks waiting to cut her open.

Against all odds, Carla lifted her head and looked towards the door, but Noah wasn't there anymore.

She prayed so that Terence would run in from that door. Helpless and out of hope, she gradually closed

her eyes and accepted her fate. Tears seeped from the corners of her eyes.

She had heard that abortion procedures generally didn't take too long. This would all be over soon.

'Is this really happening? Is there nothing I can do to stop this?

Sorry, my baby. I have failed you! I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you!

Although, at first I said that I wanted to get rid of you, I never meant it. I really didn't. To be honest, that

idea never came to my mind again.

If this is karma for me saying that, then I am sorry. I am sorry that I wasn't able to protect you even

before you opened your eyes to this world!

I am so sorry, my baby!"

Carla lay motionless on the operating table. When she forced her eyes open, she saw a doctor holding

a needle in his hand. He was preparing to inject her with anesthetics so they could begin with the

procedure. She knew that this was it. There was nothing she could do anymore. She grimaced a

painful, bitter smile.

She cried silently and bitterly in her heart. 'God, how can you be so cruel to me? What did I do wrong?

I thought that being a daughter of the Hua family would bring me nothing but prosperity and happiness.

But this doesn't feel like the life of a happy person! Is this what happiness is?

What the hell is this infinite suffering for?'

She helplessly stared at the cold silver needle as it was about to dig into her body.

Carla was mentally preparing herself for the anesthetics. However, just as the needle touched her skin,

instead of puncturing her skin, she saw it move away. What was going on? Carla looked up and

suddenly she saw a man clutching at the doctor's neck! The doctor gasped for air as he got dragged

away from the operating table.

Could it be? With trepidation, she squinted her eyes to get a better look. She shook her head in utter

disbelief when she saw a familiar figure. It was just like a dream. She whispered to him, "Terence,

you're here..."