Harry Williams clenched his back teeth, his face tense as he stared at Liam Cloud, "My brother has done many wrong things, but imprisoning and torturing him here, does that make you a good person?"
Liam Cloud curled his lips into a smile, "I’ve never been a good person."
"Let go of , let in." Harry Williams struggled desperately, shouting with rage.
"Let him in." Hope Williams sighed and said.
Liam Cloud didn’t stop Harry Williams; he gave a leisurely nod to his subordinate, and the subordinate released Harry.
Harry Williams rushed in imdiately.
Seeing Ted Williams covered in blood, Harry couldn’t bear to look directly at him, feeling both heartache and helplessness. He knelt down trembling beside the cage, his stretched out hand stopped in mid-air.
In a choked voice, he called out, "Brother."
Hearing Harry’s voice, Ted Williams’ dead looking eyes slowly turned, and when he saw Harry, a trace of unease appeared in his eyes, "You? Who captured you and brought you in? Was it Waylon Lewis, Liam Cloud, or Hope Williams..."
Ted struggled to move his legs, using his continuously bleeding limbs to prop himself up. When he pulled at the wound, he shuddered in pain, using all his strength to slowly lean against the iron bars of the cage, his hoarse voice breaking as he shouted:
"Hope Williams, our issues have nothing to do with Harry. He... always wants to protect you. If you are angry... co at , don’t harm him... did you hear ... Hope Williams! Co out! Did you hear ... co at , all co at ..."
"Brother!" Harry shook his head constantly, "No, they didn’t harm , I asked them to bring to see you."
Ted reprimanded, "What did you co to see for... leave... don’t get involved with anymore... and don’t plead for ..."
"Why?"
"Because what I’ve done, no one’s plea will be useful! I hard her so much... she wishes I would die without a trace, how could she ever let go!"
As Ted spoke, he gave a tragic smile, his eyes empty, like a soulless shell.
"Harry... don’t bother with anymore, and don’t get involved with the Williams Family, go live your life... without as your brother, you can live well... Hope Williams is good in this aspect... she won’t hurt you because of , did you hear clearly?"
Harry’s vision blurred with tears, looking at the lifeless person inside the cage, feeling both hate and heartache, he couldn’t help but speak, "Did so much, ended up in such a situation, do you regret it?"
"Regret?"
Ted blinked his heavy eyelids, pulling a smile, "Never."
Harry lowered his head, silent for a long ti.
"Alright, I understand now."
Harry stood up, looking at the person collapsed on the ground, "Brother, take care of yourself!"
Finished speaking, Harry turned and left.
Ted watched Harry’s departing figure, struggling as if wanting to say sothing, but eventually said nothing, only a tragic smile remained.
Victory or defeat, this outco was anticipated long ago.
Since he made his choices, how would he speak of regret?!
...
Hope Williams and Waylon Lewis returned to the hospital, Liam Cloud did not co back with them.
As soon as they arrived at Baby’s ward, they were called to the doctor’s office by the nurse.
Hope pursed her lips and looked at the doctor anxiously, "Doctor, did you call us because there is sothing wrong with Baby?"
Anything concerning Baby made Hope particularly anxious, because she knew about Baby’s condition during her pregnancy.
Waylon Lewis perceptively noticed Hope’s panicked expression; he reached out and held her hand, only to find it sowhat cold.
Director River adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Don’t be nervous, it’s about the child’s issue..."
Director River explained the developntal delay problem to Hope once again, finally saying, "Right now the baby is too small, it can’t be seen. Specifically, you’ll have to observe as the baby grows, but both you parents need to be vigilant, if problems do appear, they should be discovered and treated early."
Hope furrowed her brows, "Yes, we understand, thank you, doctor."
"You’re welco."
As they left the doctor’s office, Hope’s expression was dim.
Waylon Lewis equally showed a worried look.
Parents never want to see that there is anything wrong with their child.
Waylon stopped walking and reached out to pull Hope in.
Hope paused, raising her slightly reddened eyes to look at Waylon.
Waylon pressed his lips together, suppressing the emotions in his eyes, his slender and strong hands drew her into his embrace.
"She didn’t say that our Baby will definitely have problems, there’s a strong possibility Baby will be fine."
He held her, gently rubbing her hair, his voice gentle, soothing her frightened and uneasy heart.
"It will be alright, really, don’t worry."
Hope softly sobbed once, nodding in his arms, "Yes, before our baby made it through bravely, it certainly will be okay in the future."
"Don’t cry."
Hope wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes, pulling out a less than perfect smile, "Yes, let’s go back to Baby."
Baby is now awake, at the mont looking with wide eyes, with Alitzel Williams holding and gently coaxing him in her arms.
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