NovelGoldChapter 129 The Cry of a Mother
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Natalie let out a long sigh, at a loss for what to say. At that moment, the emergency light above the door went
dark and Ruby was wheeled out.
Natalie's gaze fell once again on Witch Doctor. Even after five years, he still carried that sicy, untouchable
air.
Flynn and Waylon hurried forward. “Witch Doctor, how is my wife?”
“Her clotting disorder was caused by a bacterial infection. | recall warning you that donors are left with severely
weakened immunity afterward, making them highly vulnerable to bacteria and viruses. And yet, surrounded by
all this risk, none of you noticed?” His voice was cold, stripped of warmth.
For sreason, Natalie found something about him oddly familiar. Yvonne's palms were damp with sweat. For
Mr. Gunn to appear so openly before Natalie-wasn’t he afraid she would recognize him?
Baron let his eyes brush across Natalie's face before pulling his gaze back.
Hearing his words, Waylon and Flynn exchanged a look. They knew the truth-Ruby hadn't wanted to live. The
Stone family was no ordinary household; after such a major surgery, every precaution had been arranged. For
her to still contract an infection could only mean she had done it deliberately.
Baron's voice dropped a notch. “Try to reach her somehow. | can save her this time, but not the next.”
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Waylon seemed to age several years in an instant. Flynn nodded quickly in agreement,
Just then, Ruby's eyes fluttered open.
“Ruby, how do you feel?” Waylon clasped her hand anxiously.
Her eyes held no light. She turned her head from him-only for her gaze to land on Natalie. In the next second,
Ruby sat bolt upright and lurched toward her.
“My daughter! My daughter! It's you, isn't it?”
Her sudden frenzy terrified Waylon and Flynn.
“Mom, what are you doing?”
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The two men grabbed her from either side, struggling to hold her back. Yvonne instantly pulled Natalie behind
her.
Baron's foot shifted forward, but he stopped himself. Narrowing his eyes, he took advantage of the commotion to
discreetly tug a few strands of Ruby’s hair and hide them away.
Natalie was stunned by Ruby's reaction. She had not expected to be looked at this way.
Ruby thrashed wildly, her cries shattering the air. “She’s my daughter! She is my daughter! Don’t holdback!
Daughter, I'm your mother! I’m your mother!”
Her wails were hoarse and desperate, tearing through the corridor. The sound made Natalie's nose sting, her
eyes swelling with unshed tears.
Seeing Ruby’s breakdown, Flynn shouted, panic rising in his voice. “Dad, call the doctor, now!”
Witch Doctor was there to treat her clotting disorder, but for her emotional collapse, Flynn trusted the hospital's
own staff. Waylon quickly called out to the nearby nurses.
Natalie had never witnessed anything like this. Ruby looked deranged, struggling in their arms, yet her eyes
never left her. They were filled with nothing but pure, overwhelming motherly love.
Natalie felt her chest tighten painfully, as though a heavy sponge had been pressed inside her heart, smothering
her breath.
Before she realized it, she pushed Yvonne's arm aside and stepped slowly toward Ruby.
The moment Ruby saw her approach, she went still. Her eyes locked on Natalie, tears spilling endlessly down her
face.
Natalie's own eyes were red, her vision blurred as she looked back at the broken woman before her.
Ruby no longer fought, no longer screamed. Only tears kept flowing as she whispered, “You're my daughter,
aren't you?”
Natalie's throat tightened. Reaching out, she gently tucked Ruby’s disheveled hair behind her ear, then forced a
faint smile. “If that’s what you want, | can try. But only if you take care of yourself. You can’t keep hurting your
body like this.”
“I'll take care of myself, | promise! Just don’t leaveagain, please. | was wrong. | won't sleep, I'll keep my eyes
on you all the time. Don’t leave me, don’t leave your mother.”
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Her plea was fragile, desperate, so pitiful it drew tears from Natalie's eyes.
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What wrong had Ruby truly committed? Many new mothers were exhausted after childbirth. What fault was it to
want to feed her own baby with her own hands? She had wished more than anyone for her daughter's safety.
To others, the death of a three-day-old infant might have been a tragedy they could mourn and then move past.
But for a mother who had carried that life for ten long months, who had endured the brush of death to bring her
child into the world, only to lose her days later-such grief was a wound carved into her soul, one she could never
escape for the rest of her life.
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