Mr. Billioneire Wife
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After Grace was moved to the VIP room. Lucas allowed them to enter in turn. On condition that the person does not linger and does not make a fuss.

Damian became the first person to go inside. Everyone agreed to let the poor man visit his wife.

But before going inside. Damian told his family to go to the nearest inn. The day has entered late at night. They should rest.

"You better go home. You must be tired after a long journey!" damian told his family.

"No Ef, we'll accompany you here!" sahut Agatha.

"You should rest. If you don't want to go back to the resort, I'm gonna have Adam rent two more rooms." Damian negotiated with his family.

"But..."

"Understand mom, I don't want you to be sick from exhaustion!" sahut Damian fast, cut Agatha's speech.

"It's up to you!" agatha said resignedly, lazy to argue small things.

Not long after, Adam came with three paper bags filled with food."Good day sir! I brought the tape you requested!" handing the phone with the logo of the apple in the bite into Damian's hand.

Then handed the three paper bags into Agatha's hands. "Bat! rent me two more rooms for my family!" damian's orders again.

"Good sir!" after Adam left, Damian opened the door slowly.

He stood at the door, just before closing it. His eyes swept all over the room, until the look of his eyes came to a halt on the figure of the woman lying helplessly on the bed.

Damian's eyes glinted sadly, suddenly the two petals filled with water.do not have the heart to see the idol lying weak with medical devices all over the body.

Guilt again led to trespassing. I don't think he deserves to be the first person to see Grace after that incident. However, it is undeniable that he is happy to see the beautiful face that he missed for this day.

Lebay, but that's Damian. he immediately misses Grace even if only parted for a few minutes. "Darling, I missed you!" lirih Damian whispered as he kissed the back of Grace's hand.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you and our son. I'm the reason you're here, I'm the one who eliminated our son, how can I face you later. You might hate me back baby!"

Tears soaked Grace's white hands, the man unceasingly blamed himself for the terrible events that befell Grace.

"I'm sorry Grace, don't hate me anymore!" he repeated, saying nothing but an apology and asking not to be hated.

"Ef.." called out a soft, almost inaudible voice. Damian was still unaware of the voice. He still weeps faithfully for his dead wife and child.

But after finding Grace's hand twitching. Damian was shocked from his seat. He looked up, looking at Grace's pale face.

Seeing both eyelids open, but closed again after a few seconds Damian gave a smile. A drop of tear falls down the cheek in a split second.

Soon Damian got out of his seat and ran out looking for Lucas. Seeing his best friend sit back and enjoy a cup of coffee, Damian immediately pulled Lucas from his seat. Making that cup of coffee fall on the floor.

"From you!"

"What the fuck? what's wrong with you Ef?" all sorts of questions Lucas asked. Confused to see Damian's insane temperament.

"Check my wife, she opened her eyes!" damian's voice rose, starting to get impatient.

"really?"

Instantly, the anger that had been burning violently disappeared in an instant. Hearing Grace was conscious made Lucas happy. Because Grace is going through a critical period.

"How's it?" damian asked after seeing Lucas finished checking.

"I have good news for you, Ef. Brother-in-law made it through her critical period. She's fine now." she explained with a fluffy smile.

A long sigh rang out from the sidelines of Damian's lips. A feeling of calm and joy begins to enter the heart. Enough of his daughter to leave him alone. Not with Grace, the woman has to survive.

"Ef, sister-in-law did make it through her critical period. But how do you tell me about your son's death?" that second Damian was also in confusion.

"I don't know, I'm sure Grace will hate me when she finds out she's gone. He may be disappointed in me, because I failed to protect him."

"Stop blaming yourself, it's not your fault Ef!" sahut Lucas's. Upset to hear Damian continue to blame himself for the fate that has happened.

Silent, Damian dissolved in the reverie. What Lucas said was true, it wasn't his fault. If only he knew John was coming to avenge him. She's definitely not taking Grace away.

"Go rest! all day you stood at the door. Enough brother-in-laws are sick. I don't want to take any more patients!" cibir Lucas with a scornful look.

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That afternoon, in the VIP room of the city hospital. Grace began to open her eyes slowly.

The sun is increasingly crawling up, spreading hot temperatures to parts of the earth. The needle stops at the number twelve, indicating the day is getting more and more noon.

The first start of his vision looked blurry. But soon, his vision returned clear, revealing a clean white wall. That's the visible object.

A groan rang out from Grace's lips, the woman holding her head that felt heavy and very painful. Grace was silent for a few minutes. Trying to remember what happened last time.

Wait, why does his stomach hurt? Grace was groaning on her stomach. Flat, Grace's eyes are starting to heat up. Negative thoughts come uninvited.

"Where's my son?" mumbled wondering. Grace swept her eyes across the room. Look for a box called a baby box. Forcibly, he pulled the infusion and tried to get out of bed.

With a limp step do not care about the pain in the abdomen. He opens the door. Seeing Damian and Adam chatting in the front seat, he rushed over to them.

"Ef, where's our son?"

Damian was staring at the spot, suddenly his breath was choked. Her chest feels tight. Hearing Grace's voice and the irony-sounding question. Makes Damian speechless.

"Grace! you here?" diverting conversations. Hope Grace forgets about the child and focuses on her health.

"Ef, you haven't answered my question. Where's our son, is he okay, what's his gender?" Grace smiled, but her eyes trembled in fear of something.

Damian was getting down scared, not having the heart to see Grace sad because she lost a child.

"Gf!! answer me!" shouted Grace with all her might, then shook Damian's arm strongly. Asking the man to look into his eyes.

"Grace, our daughter's a girl. But.." Damian hung up his sentence. Seeing Grace smile happily made her guts shrink.

"Then where is he?"

Adam chose to leave, unable to see the apprehensive state of his young mistress.

"She.our daughter.she's gone Grace. He went too far until I couldn't catch up to him!" finally having gathered some courage, Damian continued his sentence.

Like being struck by lightning in a hole, Grace sat on the floor. The pain of losing makes his mind empty.

"Are you kidding me, come on. That's not funny. Our son cannot die!" tears began to fall. The longer the wetting of both cheeks..

Damian remained silent, bringing Grace into his arms. She held Grace in her warm embrace.

"Hiks.... My son cannot die Ef.. hiks.. I want him back here!" grace shouted hysterically, releasing all the sobs that could not be contained anymore.

"Don't cry Grace, I'm sorry. Because I can't protect you. It's my fault babe. I shouldn't have taken you on a honeymoon. Maybe our daughter is still with us now" Damian said softly, a little nervous. I'm afraid Grace hates him again.

"Don't blame yourself Ef, I've never been disappointed in you. You've been trying to do your best. It's my fault!"

"I should have been more vigilant then, maybe if I had known she was hiding in the back. I will never get stabbed. ", Grace replied, tightening her arms.

The two embrace each other, sharing the grief of their daughter's death. Both try to leave without regret. To the point of unconsciousness the door had opened displaying the figure of a middle-aged woman who was busy carrying a small child.

Not wanting to disturb, Agatha opted out of the room. But he just wanted to hold the door. Grace's voice stopped her steps.

"Mommy!" Agatha turned around, both of them seeming to let go of hugs. Damian shifted to make room for his mother.

"Boy, come with daddy!" take over Xavier, then take him to sit on the couch in the room.

Agatha looked at her daughter-in-law inside. Full of sadness and pity, Agatha did not ask much to embrace the weak Grace.

"Patience son, Mommy is sure God will give you a better replacement" Agatha said, rubbing Grace's soft back. She replaced the mother figure that Grace desperately needed at this time.

A few minutes later, Hans and Daniel went inside. Join and share all the same grief. For the next week, Grace will have to be hospitalized.

It was only after Lucas confirmed that his condition was completely stable that Damian would bring him back to New York City.

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