CHAPTER 103: CHAPTER 103: SOPHIE WAKES UP AND EXPLAINS THE REASON

During this period, Ivy Summers was overwhelmed with countless terrifying, painful possibilities she couldn’t accept, until her fingers, reaching beneath Sophie’s nose, felt her faint breath.

Ivy Summers gasped for air, picked up Sophie, and charged out like a determined warrior.

The staff standing at the door had long been too afraid to speak.

All they knew was, the sky had fallen!

If no bodies were brought in that day, they wouldn’t have entered, and they never expected a child in there.

They didn’t know when the child had run inside.

They didn’t know how the child had gotten in either.

They didn’t know if the child was dead or alive.

It was heard that the hospital had been searching for a child all day, and this child wasn’t just any child; her father was someone even the director couldn’t offend.

Now it’s over, the sky couldn’t possibly fall any further.

...

Ivy Summers, holding Sophie, rushed into the elevator.

Back at the ward, the doctor who saw Sophie had been found immediately hurried over.

Ivy Summers placed Sophie on the hospital bed, and Ella Morgan grabbed the doctor’s arm, "Doctor, the child is found, in the morgue, quickly check the child."

"Morgue?" The doctor looked at them in shock, completely unprepared for Sophie being there.

Not just the doctor, even they couldn’t fathom that Sophie would be in the morgue.

"You all step out first." The doctor immediately began examining Sophie.

Ivy Summers watched as many doctors surrounded Sophie, so afraid she dared not breathe.

Outside, Ella Morgan tightly held Ivy Summers’s cold hand, comforting her, "It’s okay, it’s okay, Sophie will be alright..."

"It’s my fault." Ivy Summers lowered her eyes, tears lingering on her lashes, gently falling, her voice broken as she said, "I didn’t protect Sophie well, I said I wouldn’t let her get hurt again, yet she got hurt again."

Ivy Summers blamed herself relentlessly.

Ella Morgan didn’t know how to comfort Ivy Summers; this incident exceeded all their expectations.

At this moment, Damien Lancaster was still unaware that Sophie had been found. When he arrived at Ivy Summers’s ward, he discovered Ivy was missing.

Damien Lancaster’s brow furrowed tightly, turned around, and grabbed a nurse, asking, "Where did the patient here go?"

The nurse glanced inside, also stunned, "The patient woke up? An hour ago when I came to check, she hadn’t woken up."

Damien Lancaster quickly walked away.

Where could Ivy Summers have gone after just finishing surgery?

Could she have run away again?

This woman really didn’t care for her life.

Sophie wasn’t found, and now Ivy Summers ran off, Damien Lancaster’s temples pulsed.

Just then, Julian Jacobs hurried over.

"Sir, found her, found her..."

"Found Sophie?" Damien Lancaster’s eyes deepened.

"Yes, she’s already back in the ward."

Damien Lancaster strode towards Sophie’s ward, "Who found Sophie? Where was she found?"

"It was Miss Morgan and the madam, in... the morgue."

Damien Lancaster’s footsteps halted, frowning, "Morgue?"

"Yeah! The hospital’s morgue."

It’s hard to imagine a child could be there.

Damien Lancaster quickly headed to Sophie’s ward.

Sophie’s ward was filled with doctors at this moment.

And Ella Morgan was supporting the weak Ivy Summers outside, Ivy’s face as pale as paper, weak enough to look as though she might collapse the next moment.

Damien Lancaster walked briskly over, gripping Ivy Summers’s arm, "Ivy Summers, are you really that reckless?"

Running out just after waking, is there anyone more reckless than her?

"I don’t want it, do you? If you want it, just take it!" Ivy Summers turned her head, her reddened eyes staring at Damien Lancaster.

The pain in those eyes made Damien’s heart ache for a moment.

Damien Lancaster pressed his thin lips tightly, looking at Ivy Summers in such a life-or-death state, thinking first that she was throwing a tantrum with him.

Because he had forcibly brought her back, she was showing him this attitude.

Damien Lancaster, in a fit of rage, looked at the woman in front of him. He couldn’t bear to be tough on her again, but without being tough, he didn’t know what to do with her. In the end, he ordered someone to drag a sofa over and forcibly sat Ivy Summers on it.

"Sit and wait."

Then he called a doctor to examine Ivy Summers. Inside, they were busy saving a life, and outside was the same.

Ivy Summers didn’t struggle or resist, her eyes seemed soulless, which filled Damien Lancaster with immense fear.

The doctor told him that as long as Ivy Summers woke up, she would be fine, but having just undergone surgery, she shouldn’t run around.

Damien Lancaster pressed his thin lips together and nodded, "Got it."

The atmosphere was tense, and the doctor didn’t dare to stay longer, leaving quickly after giving instructions.

Ivy Summers ignored Damien Lancaster, treating him as if he were air, dismissing his presence.

Ivy Summers resented Damien Lancaster, and also resented herself. If it weren’t for Damien Lancaster, Sophie wouldn’t have been so hurt.

If she had been stronger, Sophie wouldn’t have had to suffer so much.

Ultimately, it was their fault as parents.

Ivy Summers held back tears and her crumbling emotions. Finally, the doctor came out, reminding them they could go in to see Sophie.

Sophie was still healing and had been unconscious from the cold after staying too long in a low-temperature environment.

Ivy Summers propped herself up, and alongside Ella Morgan, headed straight to the ward.

When Damien Lancaster tried to enter, Ella Morgan blocked him with open arms, "Mr. Lancaster, you’re not welcome here."

Damien Lancaster frowned, radiating a cold aura.

Ella Morgan wasn’t afraid of him, "Mr. Lancaster, if you hadn’t taken Sophie, she wouldn’t have run off by herself. I don’t care about any past grievances between you adults involving Sophie, but I beg you to spare her, considering she’s just a child. When Sophie wakes up, she probably won’t want to see you either. Please, leave."

After speaking, Ella Morgan went in and closed the door in one swift move.

Damien Lancaster stood outside, not entering.

His gaze was deep and contemplative, also holding self-reflection.

Sophie woke up in the afternoon.

The weak Sophie opened her eyes into slits, feeling a warm, large hand holding hers. Sophie tried hard to open her eyes and saw someone sleeping beside the bed.

Sophie moved her little arm.

Sensing the slight movement, Ivy Summers immediately lifted her head.

Seeing Sophie awake, Ivy Summers’ eyes instantly brightened, "Sophie?"

Sophie’s chubby little face had eyes wide open, staring at Ivy Summers for a long time, as if she couldn’t believe she was her mommy.

After a while, she finally called out, "Mommy?"

"Sophie, Sophie, mommy’s here..."

Hearing Ivy Summers’ voice and receiving her precise response, Sophie finally couldn’t hold back anymore. Her pale little lips trembled a couple of times and tears instantly fell like broken beads, one large drop after another.

"Mommy..." Sophie whimpered with her small mouth, the next second she burst into tears, "Mommy..."

Ivy Summers’ eyes also reddened instantly, "Sophie, mommy is here, don’t be afraid..."

"Mommy, you’re back. Sophie thought... Sophie thought she would never see mommy again..." Sophie lifted her little hand to wipe her tears while speaking.

"Sophie, mommy is right here and fine. You won’t stop seeing mommy. Sophie, tell mommy, why did you go to the basement level, why did you run into that very cold place?"

"Because the bad lady said mommy was dead, the bad lady also said mommy was there, only by going there could Sophie see mommy again..."

"So Sophie went, didn’t she?"

"Sophie couldn’t find mommy, Sophie didn’t want to believe the bad lady, Sophie wanted to check if it was true. Inside was very cold, there were lots of cabinets. Sophie heard people say that deceased people are put into those cabinets, Sophie wanted to open the cabinet but couldn’t, but Sophie was afraid of never seeing mommy again, so Sophie just wanted to stay beside mommy..."

Indeed, as Ivy Summers had suspected, it was Rachel Shaw who deliberately told Sophie, and she even told Sophie that the dead are placed in the morgue, guiding Sophie to go there!

Watching Sophie, Ivy Summers felt her heart tearing to shreds, so painful that it made her gasp for breath, she hugged Sophie tightly, "Foolish child, knowing she’s bad, how could you believe her words."

"Sophie didn’t want to believe, but Sophie was afraid, afraid it was true..."

Sophie didn’t want to believe, nor dare to gamble that it was false, so she wanted to verify it; unable to confirm, yet afraid of never seeing Ivy Summers again, she dared not leave, hence stayed in the morgue wanting to accompany Ivy Summers.

Ivy Summers bit her lip hard, not allowing herself to cry out loud.

"Good Sophie, mommy knows now, mommy is back. Sophie, lie down, rest well, sleep a bit, and mommy will go out for a moment, I’ll be back soon."

"Where is mommy going?" Sophie held Ivy Summers’ hand.

Ivy Summers stroked Sophie’s head, "Mommy will be right back."

Ivy Summers walked out of the ward, randomly grabbed a small knife from the fruit tray, and headed directly to Rachel Shaw’s ward.

At this moment, Rachel Shaw had not heard of Sophie being found. She thought, two days and nights in a morgue, she must be frozen to death by now.

Ivy Summers and her wretched daughter were dead, Rachel Shaw would henceforth have peace of mind, laughing out loud in delight...