You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 497

Lucille closed her eyes and listened to the sound of the cold wind coming from the central air

conditioner above her head.

Even Lucille herself did not expect that she would die like that.

She would be frozen to death.

At that moment, Lucille was a bit regretful. She should not sit at the door and wait for death. Even if the

space was small, she should also do some exercise to warm up her body.

Then, she would definitely be able to hold on a little longer.

In case someone kind would be there to save her.

However, it was too late.

Lucille was lying on the ground, awaiting her fate.

She felt that she was most sorry for the baby who had not even been born to the world.

Time passed by.

Bang!

There was an intense sound.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lucille was already unconscious, but the sound awakened her. The door which she leaned against,

was vibrating. Obviously, someone was kicking it.

There was noise outside of the door but Lucille could not hear it clearly.

She heard several people's voice.

However, since the door was sealed, she could not hear what the people were talking about.

Bang!

After a short pause, the door was being hit hard.

Lucille only felt that the door was opened and she was thrown out in an instant.

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However, she was freezing cold. The little heat couldn't help her to recover.

Lucille closed her eyes. She was conscious, but her eyelids were dropping. She could not open them

anyway.

She could vaguely hear someone whispering into her ear. The voice was familiar and pleasant.

She could feel herself regaining the will power as she heard the voice.

That person seemed to be saying...

"Little Dumb, it doesn't matter even if you can't speak, because you can draw. Your painting will tell me

what you are thinking."

"Little Dumb, you look so beautiful when you smile. You should smile more often."

"Huh? Little Dumb, you can speak actually? Then why don't you speak? It's so boring to talk alone."

"Little Dumb, remember, my name is Franklin Moore. F-R-A-N-K-L-l-N."

Lucille felt that she had a long dream.

She dreamed of her childhood and her first encounter with Franklin.

"Mr. Moore..."

Lucille opened her mouth slowly. She opened her eyes and saw a white wall in front of her.

The person beside her was the man she had just dreamed of.

It was just that he had grown up. His childlike face had changed as well. He had become more

handsome and adorable.

"You're awake." Franklin sat at a side while scrolling through his phone. When he saw that she was

awake, he uttered calmly, "Then I'll go." "Mr. Moore..."

'What's the matter?'

Franklin was about to leave when he heard Lucille calling him. He stopped and turned back to look at

her.

"Mr. Moore." Although Lucille didn't know if Franklin was the one who saved her. Since he was there,

she wanted to tell him the most important thing, "I really have nothing to do with Mr. Parker. At that

time, he was just helping me to fasten the seat belt..."

"It’s fine, you don't have to explain to me. We have divorced."

Although Franklin said so, his expression became comforting...

"I...I have to explain to you because I care about how you think of me. I don't want you to

misunderstand." Lucille said seriously.

No matter what, she didn't want him to have any misunderstanding.

"Well, now I know. Take a rest. I'm leaving." Franklin put his hands in his pockets, nodded and left.

He had always had a good temper when dealing with women. When they did something wrong, his

tolerance was usually high.

However, when he met Lucille, Franklin felt he lost himself.

Franklin left the ward, walked to the nurse station and enjoined, "She is awake, take good care of her. If

the deposit is not enough, please call me. I won't come here again."

"Okay." The nurse nodded.

When Franklin was about to leave, he heard the head nurse telling the others, "Lucille is pregnant.

Please pay attention to the dosage and treat her carefully."

"All right."

The nurses agreed.

Franklin was already far away, but when he heard this, he turned back strangely. He stopped the head

nurse and asked, "How long has Lucille been pregnant?"

"Around nine weeks."

The head nurse knew that Lucille was sent over by Franklin, thus she answered directly.

"Nine weeks? Then...when did she get pregnant?"

The head nurse took a glance at the calendar at a distance. She then answered after made a

calculation for a moment, "Around the third week of August."

"Thank you."

Franklin thanked her.

He couldn't help but shake his head.

He suddenly felt that it was ridiculous that he inquired about an insignificant person.

No matter when Lucille was pregnant, he had a vasectomy.

Her pregnancy definitely had nothing to do with him.

That must be the truth.

Franklin didn't think much and left quickly.

When the nurse entered the ward, Lucille asked the nurse right away, "Nurse, how is my child?"

It was what worried her the most.

"Don't worry, it seems everything is alright at the moment." The nurse looked at the report and

continued, "We will give you a conservative treatment according to your condition. If you are fine, you

can be discharged in a few days."

"Okay, thank you."

Lucille was finally at ease when she heard that the child was fine.

She had only been pregnant for around two months and the baby was still unstable. If something were

to happen, she was afraid that the child would be gone.

Lucille lay on the bed while she sent a text message to Zoel, mentioning that she was not feeling well

and wanted to take three days off.

Soon, Zoel gave her a phone call.

"Lucille, what's wrong with you? You were fine during the day, but why did you fall ill suddenly?" Zoel's

voice was filled with concern.

"I..." Lucille hesitated for a moment and replied, "I catch a cold and have been hospitalized. The doctor

said that I will recover in a few days."

"Why do you need to be hospitalized if you are just catching a cold? Which hospital are you in? Do you

need me to come over?" Zoel asked with concern.

Only then did Lucille notice that she had said something wrong.

Indeed, she did not have to be hospitalized at all if she caught a cold.

"That's not necessary. Ahem! Ahem!" Lucille pretended to cough and explained nervously, "The doctor

suspected that I have pneumonia. Besides, I am pregnant, so they need me to stay in the hospital to

have a check-up."

She wished to keep an ordinary work relationship with Zoel.

She did not want to have too much contact with him other than work.

"Well... Alright, have a good rest. I will be in the gallery in the next few days. You don't have to worry

about it."

"Well, thank you."

Lucille expressed her gratitude.

After she hung up, she was about to call Abby...

"Baby! What's the matter with you? I called you just now and it was picked up by Franklin. Did that

b*stard do anything to you?"

Abby rushed in all of a sudden.

She held Lucille's face with both hands, looking at her closely.

"I'm fine... Did you say that Franklin answered the call?" Lucille wondered.

She would pay attention to anything related to Franklin.