Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1032: The Child Is Still Here!

In the hospital.

Justin Xavier held Leah Thorne in his arms, his body covered in blood, Leah’s dress soaked in it. This was undoubtedly the most disheveled and helpless moment in the life of Bayside’s most esteemed man, his steps faltering.

Outside the operating room, Serena Sterling reached out, "President Xavier, quickly hand Leah over to me."

Justin Xavier gently placed Leah Thorne onto the stretcher. Serena put on a white mask and instructed, "Start the surgery immediately."

"Yes, Prof. Sterling."

The doors to the operating room swung open, and doctors and nurses rushed in, fully prepared.

Serena also wanted to enter, but her sleeve was tugged.

Justin’s well-defined fingers clutched on, bloodstained at the tips, his face dark as a frozen frost, his lips moved several times before he rasped out hoarse words, "She’ll be all right, won’t she?"

He was uncertain, so he wanted reassurance.

Serena replied, "President Xavier, I will do my best."

"Alright." Justin nodded, lowering his voice, "I can’t lose her, I’m begging you."

In Serena’s clear eyes flashed a slight astonishment. Justin Xavier—who would have thought he, a proud little prince, would actually use the words "I’m begging you."

"Okay." Serena swiftly entered the operating room.

With a "click," the door to the operating room closed, and the red light inside turned on.

Justin Xavier stood waiting in the corridor. Soon his tall, slender figure slid down against the wall, Bayside’s richest man sitting directly on the floor, head tilted back against the wall, staring blankly at the ceiling in the hospital corridor.

At this time, Laura Xavier wheeled over, looking at the red light from the operating room, trembling as she asked, "Justin, is it true that Leah... Leah is really pregnant?"

Justin remained in the same posture, replying softly, "Yes, but now the child is gone. Mom, you should be happy now, satisfied."

"I... I didn’t know Leah was pregnant. How could she be..."

"Anyway, in my current condition, there won’t be any more children. Maybe this is the fate of the Xavier family. You’ve done so much evil, heaven is punishing the Xavier family with the end of the line."

This quiet Justin was eerily quiet, so quiet it terrified people. Laura now full of regret, "Justin, mom...mom didn’t mean to, he was also my grandson, I...I..."

Justin moved, his dark eyes falling on Laura’s face, calling, "Mom."

"Yes." Laura quickly responded.

"Why did you give birth to me back then? If I weren’t a child of the Xavier family, wouldn’t that be nice?"

Laura was utterly frozen, "Wha...what?"

Justin sighed softly, his dark eyes filled with veins of red, "For so many years, I struggled growing up in the Xavier family. Later, I met Leah, who reached out her hand to pull me out of hell. But every time I was about to escape, you all pulled me back into hell."

"Last night Leah and the baby were in my arms. I was becoming a husband, a father. I thought I hadn’t inherited the Xavier family’s inferior genes because my love was steadfast, and I loved my child very much. Leah and the child were my life."

"But now there’s nothing left, I’ve lost everything."

Justin’s eyes filled with something that blurred his vision, so painful that he couldn’t breathe.

He didn’t understand how things had reached this point.

Where did it go wrong?

What exactly did he do wrong?

The heat in his eyes was scorching, and in the next second, two silent tears slipped down from his eyes.

He cried.

Justin Xavier actually cried.

Laura was frightened; even as a child, she had never seen her son cry, "Justin, I’m... I’m sorry, it’s all mom’s fault, mommy knows she’s wrong... Mommy just wanted to take revenge on Leah, mommy didn’t mean to harm her grandchild, what should we do now that the child is gone..."

Laura wanted to get up, but her legs were crippled, and struggling, she fell awkwardly from her wheelchair.

"Justin, I’m sorry, forgive your mom..." Laura crawled on the ground, trying to get to Justin Xavier.

Just then, with a "boom," the operating room door was suddenly pulled open, light shining through, and Serena emerged.

Justin immediately stood up, "Leah, how is Leah doing?"

Serena removed the mask from her face, her bright eyes flashing with some joy, "President Xavier, Leah did not miscarry, the child is still there."

What?

Justin’s pupils contracted, "The child is still there?"

But Leah had bled so much just now, he didn’t dare to think the child was still there.

Serena nodded affirmatively, "This child has gone through so many hardships with you all even before birth. His vitality is very tenacious, he hasn’t left you, he’s still here."

Of course, this was also due to Serena’s own medical skill. Since Leah was found pregnant, Serena had personally cared for her and wouldn’t let it go so easily.

Justin’s heart, which had just been throbbing painfully, was quickly infused with warmth. Somewhere in him, he felt the miracle and greatness of a bloodline inheritance, this child was indeed a miracle.

"However, Leah’s body is currently very weak, and with... Leah’s brother’s accident, the situation is not optimistic." Serena frowned solemnly.

"I know." Justin nodded.

At this moment, a nurse pushed Leah Thorne out, and Justin quickly moved forward. Leah was still unconscious, her small, pallid face devoid of any sign of life.

Justin gently touched her small face, softly pressing his lips on her forehead.

Laura was still lying on the ground. She was both surprised and delighted to find out Leah hadn’t miscarried. Something she had held tightly in her heart for so many years seemed to have suddenly disappeared; she released her grip, tears streaming down her face.

...

Leah remained unconscious for three whole days and then woke up.

But her mental state was very poor, her whole being wilted. Often she was very quiet, no longer speaking to anyone.

The news on the television reported on the explosion case, officially confirming no survivors at the scene.

Leah sat on the hospital bed, hugging her knees to her chest, staring blankly at the words "no survivors at the scene" on the TV screen. No one knew what she was thinking, maybe she herself didn’t even know what she was thinking.

When Justin came in, he saw her pale, hollow appearance, lightly pressing his lips together. He picked up the remote and turned the TV off.

"Leah, you haven’t eaten in a few days, have some millet porridge." Justin brought the millet porridge to Leah’s lips.