Chapter 1329
Thalassa’s legs were limp as she sprinted through the hospital corridors, searching frantically for a doctor. When she finally spotted one, she blurted out, “Excuse me! Have you seen a lady brought in in emergency? Her name’s Evelyn Pendleton.”
“Are you her family?” the doctor inquired.
“I’m her daughter.” Thalassa replied, a tremor in her voice.
At the mention of her relation, the doctor’s eyes dropped, his expression somber. “I’m sorry to tell you this, but the patient was pronounced dead at the scene. She was brought here for… postmortem care. You can find her in the morgue.”
“What!” Thalassa’s whole body shook violently, the last thread of hope within her snapping.
It felt like a thunderclap had gone off in her head, leaving her so unsteady she could hardly stand.
“Thalassa…” Lysander caught her as she nearly collapsed, noting her ashen face and quivering lips. His heart also twisted painfully.
He had sensed trouble but never imagined Evelyn had died in a car crash.
“Let me help you to the morgue,” Lysander said, his voice rough with emotion as he supported Thalassa’s trembling frame.
Without his aid, she might have crumpled to the ground.
Biting her lip, Thalassa followed Lysander toward the morgue in despair, each movement feeling like a descent into hell.
Upon arriving, they encountered the mortician, who was preparing Evelyn’s body.
Thalassa saw her mother lying on the cold, hard slab, her face under the harsh light, marred by blood not fully cleaned, the left side of her skull caved in from the car crash.
Had the doctor not informed her beforehand, Thalassa would have never recognized her
own mother.
Evelyn was beyond recognition, a sight too gruesome to bear.
The moment Thalassa laid eyes on her, the last vestige of strength she had been clinging to evaporated, and grief engulfed her like a tidal wave.
“Mom!” she cried out in agony, her heart quivering, breath short.
She reached out, wanting to touch her mother, but the sight of Evelyn’s disfigured face made her hesitate, fearing even the slightest touch might cause her pain.
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Chapter 1329
“Mom…” Thalassa sobbed, her body going limp with sorrow and shock.
Lysander enveloped her with his broad chest, providing the support she desperately needed, his hands steadying her shoulders to keep her upright.
“Mom, why? Why did this happen? Weren’t we supposed to stick together? Why…”
Overwhelmed by her grief, Thalassa’s breath caught, her world went dark, and she fainted. “Thalassa!” Lysander exclaimed with concern, scooping her up and hurrying toward the hospital’s emergency wing.
A few steps in, he felt a warmth on his hands. Blood! Thalassa was bleeding!
His eyes darkened with worry, and he rushed her to the emergency room, his voice tense and commanding. “Doctor, she needs help, now!”
The urgency in Lysander’s voice spurred the medical staff into immediate action. Lysander laid Thalassa on the gurney, and the doctor swiftly wheeled her away to the ER.
“She’s pregnant,” Lysander stated, his voice tight with anxiety.
“Understood, Mr. Sinclair. Please wait here,” the doctor replied before pushing Thalassa into the emergency room and closing the door behind them.
Lysander’s footsteps halted abruptly as the door shut, cutting off his view of Thalassa.
His heart constricted with worry and fear.
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