Ch. 1991..2000
Chapter 1991 Chapter 1991 Georgie Clementine shrugged helplessly.
"Fine, we'll eat at home," Henry Armstrong nodded, fully understanding how Georgie's parents felt.
Parents around the world would do anything for their children.
At this moment, he had a deeper sense of respect for Georgie's parents.
That evening, everyone had a sumptuous meal of hot pot at home amidst a joyful banter.
Henry knew how to make his future in-laws happy, repeatedly joking while never stopping putting food onto their plates throughout the meal.
Although Henry came from a wealthy family, he didn't behave like a snobbish person at all and managed to keep Georgie's parents happy all on his own.
The two of them grew even more fond of him now as they talked and laughed all night long.
Georgie felt extremely satisfied as she observed this, thinking that she had indeed found the right person.
Halfway through the meal, the doorbell started ringing.
Ding-dong. Ding-dong.
Hearing it, Henry immediately stood up to walk to the door. "I'll get it."
A group of middle-aged women was outside when he opened the door.
They had looks of joy and admiration in their eyes as their gaze landed on him, making him feel somewhat uncomfortable about being stared at in such a way.
He laughed awkwardly. "Hello, everyone. Who are you people?"
They scrambled to introduce themselves as neighbors of the Clementine family before proceeding inside the house without waiting for an invitation.
They studied him up and down, continuing to praise him.
The women felt envious when they saw how exceptional their son-in-law was.
"He looks very accomplished. He has a dignified appearance, too."
"Young man, you run your own company, don't you? You sure have accomplished a lot at a young age."
"That's right. It's certainly commendable for a young person of your age to be running such a successful company."
Henry was at a loss for words at all these compliments despite encountering many situations like this.
, he couldn't do anything other than smile awkwardly.
The Clementine family walked over upon hearing all the noise from the other room.
Georgie's mother felt particularly proud about being the center of attention in the neighborhood, knowing that her daughter had done very well for herself.
"Let's not stand around, everyone. Come to the living room and have a seat," she said with an inviting smile.
The guests eagerly made themselves comfortable on the couches, some pulling up chairs and stools to surround the coffee table.
"Henry, Georgie, you two should continue eating dinner while I have a chat with our neighbors," Georgie's mother said as she looked affectionately at Henry.
He nodded before helplessly leading Georgie back into the dining room.
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Meanwhile, elsewhere, Xyla Quest had just finished taking a bath. She was carefully applying skincare to her body.
Halfway through the process, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach followed by a warm sensation traveling down her lower body.
Chapter 1992 Chapter 1992 Xyla Quest felt deeply afraid for her babies.
The painful sensation was getting worse. Xyla could even feel the babies in her uterus struggling to get out.
At the same time, the warm sensation in her lower body was still flowing outwards.
Xyla was in so much pain that her vision turned dark.
Even breathing became difficult.
Taking a deep breath, Xyla leaned against the head of the bed with her hands trembling as she reached down to touch her lower body.
Instantly, she saw her legs covered in blood.
She wanted to scream for help, but she couldn't make a sound.
Other than her heartbeat and heavy breathing, she couldn't hear anything else.
A strong sense of fear filled her heart, and she felt as if it would soon leap out of her chest.
What was going on?
Was she going to miscarry?
She had been all right all this while since she got pregnant.
Her pulse had always been within the normal range.
Her prenatal check-ups showed she was perfectly healthy each time.
Most importantly, Xyla had been careful not to do anything a pregnant woman shouldn't.
But then why was this happening?
Pain erupted in her chest and stomach, making it even harder to breathe now.
Despite having gone through many grueling experiences in life, Xyla was as panicked as a three-year-old child.
There were two lives in her stomach, hers and Stanley Batton's babies.
They had lived inside her for six months, developing strong bonds with them.
She couldn't afford to lose them.
After taking another deep breath, Xyla did her best to check her pulse, finding it unstable.
Her babies were at risk.
She tried to open her mouth to cry for help, but she couldn't.
Catching sight of her phone on the bed, she immediately reached out and tried to grab it.
Although the phone was only four inches away from her fingertips, she couldn reach it despite doing everything she could to move closer to the phone.
Whenever she moved, her stomach would hurt like hell.
Soon, Xyla was drenched in sweat, her thin white pajamas sticking to her skin. She felt awful.
Gritting her teeth in pain, she tried to inch closer to the bed.
Just as she was about to pick up the phone, her vision turned black right before collapsing onto the white woolen carpet nearby, staining it red after getting soaked in her blood.
Xyla knew she was gradually losing consciousness.
However, she forced herself to keep her eyes open as she tried once more to reach for her phone.
Usually, lifting her hand didn't require much like an impossible task.
Sort at all, but right r Her entire body was shaking, her vision growing dim.
it Just as the tip of her fingers touched her phone, she collapsed onto the ground and struggled to get up.
Despite being so close to her phone, Xyla couldn't get up or reach it to call for help.
Chapter 1993 Chapter 1993 Although Xyla Quest wanted to get help, she couldn't make a sound.
She was on the verge of a mental breakdown, with this feeling of helplessness making her feel awful.
Blood was still flowing out of her body, staining half of the carpet beside her bed in mere moments.
The scent of blood wafted through the room, serving a constant reminder that she was about to lose her babies.
Tears began to trickle down her face uncontrollably, feeling like her heart was being pulled out of her chest.
Xyla hoped that Stanley Batton could quickly make his way over to save her from the misery.
Dizziness took over, and she could sense herself passing out.
To prevent herself from completely losing consciousness, she bit her lip forcefully.
Her teeth pierced through her lip, but she couldn't feel anything.
Nothing hurt as much as her chest and her stomach.
'My babies, please hang on. Dad will be here real soon,' Xyla thought in her heart.
Right then, she felt as if she could see the God of Death quickly approaching her babies.
She felt utterly hopeless, as if she was thrown into a bottomless pit where her surroundings were dark and cold.
She couldn't see anything and was unable to find her way out.
Her tears silently streamed down her face, turning her vision even more blurry.
It was getting difficult to breathe, making her feel like she could suffocate and die in the next second.
However, Xyla valiantly tried to hold onto her consciousness, but in the end, her efforts proved to be futile as she passed out completely.
Blood was still seeping out of her body, turning her complexion an ashen color the moment her eyes closed.
It didn't seem like it was going to stop.
Outside, dark clouds dotted across the sky when suddenly, it began to snow heavily.
Large snowflakes fell and soon covered everything in sight.
On this cold and dark night, Xyla had fainted in a sea of misery and hopelessness. The air felt dead in the room.
Meanwhile, Stanley was in his study, oblivious of all this happening in the other room. He was sitting in front of his computer and carefully going through his emails that came in various languages.
Right then, a sharp pain pierced through his chest out of the blue.
He began to feel restless immediately after that moment, which served as an odd feeling.
Stanley could no longer stay focused on his work.
Upon checking the time, he realized it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
Seeing that it was almost time for bed, he turned off the computer and walked directly toward the bedroom.
The stench of blood hit him as soon as he opened the bedroom door.
His eyes widened in horror when he caught sight of Xyla lying in a pool of blood.
It felt like the entire world was spinning.
Stepped forward, Stanley promptly carried Xyla in his arms. "Xyla! Xyla!"
However, she had no reaction at all, her breathing feeling much weaker than usual.
Even a man who was as calm and collected in the worst of times like began to panic, his mind going blank.
He didn't even bother to put on extra his layers of clothing for both of themet as he ran out of the room with? belongs to en.swnovent prone wife in his arms.
Chapter 1994 Chapter 1994 A strong sense of urgency and panic caused Stanley Batton's eyes to well with tears.
Opening the main door, he dashed through the wind and snow, carrying Xyla Quest into his black Bugatti Veyron. He fastened the seatbelt on his wife to prevent her from falling over before getting into the driver's seat himself. He didn't even bother putting on his seatbelt before speeding away from the house.
A black Bugatti Veyron could be seen on the flat tar road as it accelerated at top speed. It was a magnificent sight.
Stanley focused on driving as he spoke to Xyla. "Xyla, hang in there. We'll arrive at the hospital very soon."
However, she didn't respond at all.
Her face had turned pale, her breathing growing weaker by the second.
She seemed like a fragile flower on the mountainside that was about to fall off.
It was as if any gust of wind could easily cause her to fall and be crushed into pieces.
Stanley's heart ached at the helpless sight.
He rarely felt afraid throughout his life because he was always in control.
There was nothing he feared losing. Until now Stanley genuinely felt terrified this time, from the bottom of his heart.
He was afraid something bad would happen to Xyla, and he might end up losing her forever.
He was so fearful that he was on the verge of feeling hopeless.
Xyla was like Stanley's lifeline. If he lost her, he would die too.
When the traffic light turned red, Stanley ignored it and continued speeding.
Meanwhile, one traffic police officer on the watch for drunk drivers saw this, and he immediately tried to go after him.
Before he could step on the accelerator, his partner next to him forcefully slapped his head from behind.
He looked at his partner in confusion. "What's wrong? Can't you see somebody ran the red light?"
"You're new, so you obviously don't know how things work here," the partner said. "Didn't you see that car's registration number? Do you think the driver is someone you can stop?"
"No, I couldn't see it clearly."
"Can't you see that the car plate's color is different from the other cars? Don't you have any idea who might be inside?"
п Soon, Stanley and Xyla arrived at the Municipal Hospital.
Stanley had called ahead and informed the hospital that he would be coming with an emergency, so the Director and Assistant Director of the hospital were waiting by the entrance with other medical staff to welcome him.
Meanwhile, the best doctors from the Department of Obstetrics were waiting for orders in the operation theater, all ready and on standby.
Stanley immediately placed Xyla onto a stretcher when he arrived et and the hospital staff swiftly moved into action without saying a word to him to avoid wasting time.
As they looked after his wife, Stanley went to park his car elsewhere before running back into the hospital.
He emanated an air of aggression on his way there, prompting everyone else to move out of his path to avoid him.
Chapter 1995 Chapter 1995 Stanley Batton took the elevator to the floor where Xyla Quest's VIP emergency unit was located.
At that moment, Stephen Harris was the only person sitting outside the emergency unit.
Seeing Stanley, Stephen immediately stood up to approach him. "She's already receiving emergency treatment inside. Don't worry, our doctors are the best in the country. I'm sure they'll be able to save her. "The Director is there, too, and he's an expert in this field."
Stanley frowned deeply, nodding to acknowledge his words, but he didn't reply.
He sat down on a bench, his spine stiff with tension, considering how frantic he was still feeling.
He had no idea what kind of torture his wife was going through inside the emergency unit.
He also didn't know if she would be fine like what Stephen said.
All he could think about now was the image of finding Xyla lying in a pool of blood and her face drained of color.
That scene was now permanently etched onto his mind, leaving him feeling vulnerable.
Stephen let out a long, helpless sigh and sat down next to Stanley as he gently patted his shoulder. "Don't be like this, Stanley. She'll be fine."
"What's the worst that could happen in a situation like this?" Stanley asked.
"I'm sure nothing bad will happen," Stephen insisted.
"Tell me." He was losing his patience.
At this moment, Stanley, who used to be cool-headed, was seemingly losing his mind.
He didn't look like his old self anymore.
Stephen took a deep breath. "Three lives might be lost," he said truthfully.
Stanley's frown deepened.
He reached into his pocket for a cigarette, then belatedly realized he was in the hospital. He wasn't allowed to smoke here.
Besides, he was still wearing his pajamas.
Stephen gently patted him on the shoulder again. "This normally doesn't happen, so don't worry."
"Tell the doctors inside to do their best and save Xyla. If anything happens to her, I'll have the entire hospital pay for it!" Stanley ordered эло in a cold and menacing tone, sounding dominant and indisputable.
He looked like a ruler of a kingdom who was looking down from far above the clouds.
Stephen took another deep breath before retrieving his phone, conveying his message to someone in the emergency unit.
Stanley didn't even glance at him the entire time. Instead, he stared anxiously at a brightly lit bulb vel.net outside the emergency unit, signaling an operation was in progress.
After staring at it for a while, he silently looked down, clasping his hands tightly together before resting his forehead on them.
Stephen couldn't get a read on Stanley but could sense nothing but sheer coldness from him.
It made Stephen feel even more terrified as he knew how important Xyla was to him.
He also knew if anything happened to Xyla, everyone involved in the operation would be in trouble.
If it came down to that, there would surely be chaos in the hospital.
For now, all Stephen could do was to pray for Xyla and his colleagues.
The clock was ticking.
Stanley had never noticed that time went by so agonizingly slow where every passing minute felt like a century. Approximately fifteen minutes later, the door to the emergency unit opened to reveal a frantic nurse.
She gazed at Stanley and approached him. "She's losing too much blood. We need a blood. transfusion urgently, but her bfood type is unique. The Director asked you to come in."
"What are we waiting for? Hurry up!" Stanley directly stood up.
"Please come with me right away. It'll be faster this way," the nurse replied, urging him to follow.
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Chapter 1996 Chapter 1996 Stanley Batton nodded silently before turning to address Stephen Harris.
"Contact the guy who used to donate his blood to me just in case. He has the same blood type as my wife and myself."
With that, he followed the nurse into the emergency unit before Stephen could respond.
After a rigorous disinfection procedure, Stanley changed into scrubs, and then he was led to where Xyla Quest was receiving treatment.
There was already an empty bed next to her, so he hopped onto it even before he was instructed.
Turning his head sideways, Stanley focused on Xyla, looking pale and still unconscious.
There was a slight purple hue on her lips, making him feel even more panic.
Nearby, the nurses were already getting ready to draw his blood directly into a tube connected to Xyla to save time.
The Director, who oversaw the operation, looked at the nurses. "Make sure not to draw too much blood from Mr. Batton." "Don't worry about me. Draw as much blood as necessary to save my wife," Stanley ordered in a stern tone.
The moment he said this, everyone felt deeply touched.
The nurses felt even more envious of Xyla then.
What else would one ask for with a husband like him?
After that, the emergency rescue proceeded.
Stanley held Xyla's hand tightly. "How is she doing?"
"We still don't know," the Director answered as he continued to work.
Once the blood transfusion was complete, a nurse ushered Stanley out of the emergency unit.
Due to a large amount of blood dizzyon drawn, he started feeling a little he didn't care that he returned to his vacated seat.
as "How are you doing?" Stephen immediately asked when he saw him in such a state.
"I won't die just yet," he replied, shaking his head.
"They must have drawn a lot of blood. Let me know if you don't feel too well," Stephen told him.
Stanley remained silent, not bothering to reply. Instead, he closed his eyes and waited impatiently.
Stephen quietly checked his pulse to himself down and continued.
To content belongs to ensure he was fine, ther SWOO At that moment, Stanley felt as if it was close to the end of the world.
He felt as if he was pushed up against a wall, helpless.
He had always thought he was capable of anything but now realized he wasn't all that powerful.
Many things were out of his control, such as the matter of life and death.
In the emergency unit, Xyla was still unconscious while emergency rescue proceeded.
Various medical devices were in use, as they made beeping sounds repeatedly, making the staff fel.net even more pressured.
belongs to en.swnovetent Another hour passed, but it was still silent on the inside.
The longer Stanley waited, the more unstable his emotions became.
Half an hour later, the light bulb outside the emergency unit finally went off.
After that, the door slowly opened from the inside.
Chapter 1997 Chapter 1997 Stanley Batton instantly stood up and walked nearer to the emergency unit.
Soon, the Director walked out, seemingly exhausted.
Seeing Stanley, he removed his face mask and let out a long sigh.
Stanley felt as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest then. His hands started to tremble as he looked at the Director with a frown.
"How did it go?"
As eager as he was to find out, he was also afraid.
Mainly, he wanted to know if his wife was still alive, but he also dreaded hearing that something terrible had happened to her.
The Director released another long sigh. "The babies have both been delivered, but they aren't in good condition due to the extremely premature birth. They will need monitoring in a neonatal intensive care unit. As for whether they will survive, that is up to fate.
"For now, Xyla seems fine," he added.
Relief rushed through Stanley as soon as he heard this.
"Are you sure she's fine?" he asked.
The Director nodded. "The babies are in critical condition right now, though. We'll have to wait and observe since they are far too small."
"Oh, right. You've got a baby boy and a baby girl. The baby boy weighs only 1.32 pounds while the baby girl weighs 1.31 pounds," he added.
"Thank you." Stanley let out a sigh of relief.
"You're welcome. You won't be able to see Xyla or your babies right away, though. We'll have to continue monitoring Xyla's situation for now. And as for the babies, they will be transported to the neonatal intensive care unit through another path. You'll be able to see them once everything is sorted out," the Director informed him.
He immediately nodded. "Okay."
Stanley was finally able to relax after fearing the worst.
He thought he would lose the babies at first, so the current situation was a pleasant surprise.
All he could think about at first was whether Xyla would survive, let alone about their babies.
"All right, you can relax now. Have a seat," the Director said.
Stanley didn't reply and silently sat down.
Stephen Harris, who observed the exchange nearby, also released a et sigh of relief before smiling at Stanley. "Everything's fine. You can relax now."
"Yeah," Stanley uttered, feeling deeply grateful for the fortunate turn of events.
Approximately half an hour later, a medical staff member wheeled out Xyla from the operating theatre, still in a state of unconsciousness.
Her face was still looking awfully pale, with an IV tube connected to et sw novel.net the back of her hand. It was an anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving drip.
When Stanley saw her, his heart ached once again.
Jumping to his feet, he escorted Xyla to her VIP ward with the rest of the medical staff.
Upon entering her ward, Stanley transferred her onto a soft bed with the help of other nurses, watching as they neatly arranged her IV drip and had her hooked up to various monitoring devices.
Once done, the nurses informed Stanley of a few things he needed to pay attention to before leaving.
He sat silently by her side, waiting for her to regain consciousness.
Approximately ten minutes later, the door opened.
A nurse was panting by the door as she looked at him. "Mr. Batton-"
Chapter 1998 Chapter 1998 Stanley Batton slowly shifted his gaze to the nurse's face. "What's the matter?"
The moment his eyes fell on her, the nurse felt as if she was soon going to suffocate.
She immediately took a deep breath. "Here's the thing, you'll be able to see your babies in about half an hour."
"Got it, thanks," he answered rigidly before returning his gaze at Xyla Quest.
He worried about his babies, but he was more concerned about his wife.
With her still unconscious, all he could think about was her.
He couldn't care about anything else.
The nurse didn't comment further. Instead, she silently closed the door behind her and left.
Once the door was closed again, the entire world became quiet.
He gently held Xyla's left hand, which wasn't connected to the IV drip, and placed tender kisses against it repeatedly.
Seeing her pale face made his heart ache.
He swore he'd never let Xyla go through this pain again.
Regardless of whether their two babies survived this time, he wouldn't want her going through another pregnancy.
He could lose everything in the world, but he couldn't stand to lose Xyla.
Soon, the anesthetic was beginning to wear out.
Xyla slowly opened her eyes.
The moment she did, she met Stanley's remorseful and sad gaze.
She instantly felt as if she was melting on the inside.
Right then, she felt immense pain in her stomach.
Her entire body felt weak and drained of energy. She could barely speak.
Recalling what had happened to her before she passed out, Xyla immediately felt her heart clenching in fear, her fingers moving to clutch at her lower abdomen.
Realizing her stomach had become flat again, her eyes instantly filled with tears. "What happened? Where are my babies?"
Her heart began to ache as she spoke.
"Did I lose them?" she asked, feeling as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest.
She was truly afraid of the answer she might hear.
Stanley frowned deeply while gently caressing her face. "You're finally awake, Honey. You scared me. Our babies are fine."
Xyla instantly sighed in relief when she heard this. "Really?"
He nodded. "Yeah, it was a cesarean delivery for both babies. For now, they're in the neonatal intensive care unit as they were extremely premature at only six and a hal months along. We can see them in about half an hour."
At this moment, Xyla felt her heart aching again.
As a doctor herself, she was aware of the risks involved for premature babies delivered at that stage. Their lives would be at risk in the future even if they made it through now.
эле Although medical technology was highly advanced now and many premature babies managed to survive, there were also many cases where they didn't. Considering this, Xyla wasn't in such a good mood anymore.
Sensing the change in her facial expression, Stanley immediately knew what she was thinking.
He gently caressed her face. "Don't worry too much. I believe our babies will survive."
"I hope so," Xyla said weakly, nodding.
Right then, she was very eager to see her babies.
Chapter 1999 Chapter 1999 "Take me to see our children later," Xyla Quest told him.
She needed to check on her babies, as she was worried about their condition after being prematurely born at six and a half months along.
She missed them dearly.
Stanley Batton frowned. "I'll check on them on your behalf and take some pictures for you. You've just come out of a major operation and still have a healing wound on your stomach. You shouldn't be out of bed, walking around. The wound might tear open."
Xyla nodded helplessly in agreement before telling him, "In that case, record a video for me."
"Okay. How do you feel now? Does your stomach hurt a lot?" he asked with a look of adoration and tenderness in his eyes.
Stanley once watched a video of cesarean delivery, so he knew how much it would hurt for a woman to go through something like that.
Xyla shook her head. "It's fine, I can take it. It's probably because of the anesthesia, right?"
"Yeah," he uttered before holding her hand and placing it against his face. "Xyla, thank you. I'm so glad you're fine. I wouldn't know what to do otherwise."
She instantly felt her heart growing warm when she heard his words.
She began to sniffle. "You must have been terrified, my love."
"Yeah, thank God I returned to our room in time. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare imagine the consequences."
In hindsight, Stanley felt extremely terrified when he thought of what happened back then.
If he had continued working and didn't notice the time, he couldn't imagine what would have become of Xyla and his babies.
He shivered in fear whenever the scene replayed in his mind.
Xyla felt the same when she heard this.
She didn't dare think what could have happened to her if Stanley had come to her rescue any later.
What could have happened to her babies?
"Regardless of what happened, I'm glad everything turned out fine. I thought we'd have to bid farewell to our children forever today." Xyla broke into a cold sweat when she considered everything that occurred earlier. curred "All right, let's not dwell on it so much and focus on your recovery, okay?" Stanley said. "The doctor said your body is weak right now, so you should get plenty of rest. You'll have to stay in the hospital the rest of the week and recuperate at home this coming month.
"Put your work aside for now, and I'll get someone professional to take care of everything for you, okay?" he added. Xyla nodded obediently.
It was a unique situation, so naturally, she had to heed her husband's advice.
Work was important, but her health and family were equally important.
She knew that Stanley would be able to take care of everything.
"I'll call my parents to tell them that their grandchildren have been born," he said.
When Xyla heard this, she immediately tugged on his hand et "Let's not do that now at this hour. We should tell them tomorrow morning."
She only wanted to have her husband by her side for now.
She didn't want to make his parents worry.
"All right then," Stanley agreed. "How do you feel now? Do you feel weak? Do you want some water?"
Xyla shook her head. "I'm not thirsty. Of course, I feel weak, but that's to be expected. I'll be fine after a while."
She was more worried about her babies than herself right now.
If she had been physically able, she would've gone to see them right away.
Chapter 2000 Chapter 2000 "Oh, how much do our children weigh at birth?" Xyla Quest asked.
She wanted to know a little more about her children's condition.
Stanley Batton answered truthfully. "Our son currently weighs 1.32 pounds while our daughter weighs 1.31 pounds."
Xyla's heart ached when she heard how tiny they were.
They should have been absorbing nutrients inside her body and growing steadily, but they came into this world far too soon.
Weighing so little, they must have been tiny in size.
When Xyla thought of this, she couldn't help but recall the images of premature babies she had seen before.
Those babies were all tiny, their skin tender and pinkish.
To keep them alive, they had to stay in a womb-like thermal box, connected to numerous tubes that provided them with fluids of sustenance.
Her heart ached at the thought.
Until now, she still couldn't understand why her babies had to come so soon.
She had been so careful all this time during her pregnancy.
When she checked her pulse in the shower, everything was still normal.
What had gone wrong?
Did somebody do something to her?
"Did the doctor say why the babies came so early?" Xyla wondered out loud.
Stanley frowned slightly. "I asked the Director who had saved you, and he said you might have received external stimuli.
"She said there was nothing in your blood that was harmful to the babies. Hence, something external must have prompted the premature delivery," he added thoughtfully.
She felt even more confused when she heard this.
"I've been very careful lately. You know that better than anyone. I haven't done anything I shouldn't."
Frowning deeply, he nodded. "I know, that's why I think there's something fishy about this matter."
"What sort of external cause could it be?" Xyla wondered.
Since the doctor found nothing suspicious in her blood, she could eliminate the possibility of being poisoned.
Other than poison, what else could have stimulated the babies' arrival?
Xyla was sure there was nothing wrong with her body.
Perhaps if it had been poison, whatever used was undetectable through a blood test?
That theory wasn't impossible after some consideration.
Xyla instantly looked at Stanley's face. "Honey, do you think somebody might have poisoned with something undetectable through a blood test?"
belongs to en.swno His frown deepened. "That's possible, I suppose."
me "As far as know, certain poisons are processed very quickly upon blood tests can't detect annet entering a person's body. That's why she explained.
The more she thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
"Who do you think might have done it?" he asked.
Thinking long and hard, Xyla couldn't think of any suspicious individuahet close to her that might have motive.
Xyla felt that she needed to investigate this matter thoroughly in time.
"I can't think of anyone. I'll have to figure it out slowly," she added.
"Okay, but don't overthink too much for now. Leave it all to me, all right?" he asked.