The President's Accidental Wife

Chapter 286

The fists hanging on both sides of her body slowly tightened; struggling, hesitating, and finally, slowly,

she said, "I..."

But before she could finish her words, Baine had a bout of dry heaving, holding her cheeks in her

hands and crying out in pain and suffering.

She was not undiscerning. She knew that it was not appropriate to speak further in such a situation.

His eyes swept over her coldly. When he heard the soft cough, his handsome face turned grim and

cold at once, but softened again as he gazed at Baine.

Swallowing back the words, Summer raised her head and looked silently out of the cave.

It was clearly still raining outside. She could hear the rain even as she sat in the cave.

Who knew how much time had passed. It was after two hours, perhaps three hours, when they finally

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Mark furrowed his handsome brow, his tall body stood up, holding Baine, who was unconscious in his

arms, and he walked out of the cave.

It must be the rescuers. Summer propped herself up, slowly stood up from the ground, and also moved

forward step by step.

Mark slightly paused his steps, turning his head slightly to listen, and then went on when he heard the

footsteps behind him.

Summer was walking slowly because of her physical discomfort, and soon there was a long distance

between them.

There were already a lot of people waiting outside the cave. As soon as they saw them coming out,

they immediately went up to meet them with blankets.

It was not until Summer got into the car that the biting cold dissipated and she could feel her hands and

feet again.

The ambulance was standing by. Raine was loaded straight into the ambulance, and Mark followed, his

eyes glancing over Summer as he left.

He saw that her walk was steady, and her face showed no other discomfort than a certain pallor.

Something in his heart was somehow relieved, and then he turned his head away.

Summer sat in the black car, watching the ambulance getting farther and farther away through the

window.

Then the car was on its way to the mansion. On the way, the pain hit her again. She folded her arms

around her stomach and curled herself into a ball.

The pain was much more intense than the previous ones. Summer’s face turned pale in an instant, and

even beads of sweat broke out on her forehead.

Her fingers sank into the back of the chair, panting, and she said to the driver, "Go to... the hospital..."

Without hesitation, the driver drove quickly to the nearest hospital. Opening the door, Summer

shambled forward with small steps.

She could even feel a warm stream flowing from her body. A shudder ran through her, and a silent

terror filled her heart.

She was afraid something would happen to the baby i n her belly...

"Ah! She’s bleeding!" Someone shouted.

The people around turned to look at her. A good Samaritan stepped forward, took her in his arms, and

rushed to the hospital.

Immediately, the doctor and nurses wheeled her toward the operating room.

On the way, Summer grabbed the doctor's hand, with n o color left on her cheeks. She pleaded

earnestly, helplessly, and flustered, "Doctor, please save my baby ... I want my baby..."

At this point, she had no one else to turn to but the doctor...

She had no one to lean on. She could only rely on herself, on her own perseverance and

determination!