In My Desperate Time

Silvia's miscarriage will be exposed if she goes to the hospital for a check-up.
I'm so nervous that I hurriedly grab her when she is about to set off.
"Have you forgotten what Frances has said? No one is allowed to leave. What if something happens to you? It's too dangerous.
You can't go out!"
After pondering for a moment, Silvia finally gives up on leaving.
Before I breathe a sigh of relief, she continues, "I'll call a private doctor. No matter how troublesome it is, I need to have a check-
up. Only then can I be at ease. It's Lawrence's baby. I must take care of the baby. Whether or not I will win the heart of Lawrence
depends on this baby."
She frowns and looks at her flat belly. Her gaze becomes gentle.
Will the baby help to win the heart of Lawrence?
Silvia is indeed affectionate, so I can't help but feel sympathy for her.
If I didn't tell her the truth, it would really be too cruel to her.
Besides, according to her temperament, she will definitely call the doctor over. If so, the truth will be exposed.
On second thought, I decide to tell her the truth.
"Silvia, listen."
I support her and stare at her seriously. "The baby in your belly is gone. You fell into the water for too long after the accident. The
baby in your belly is gone for lack of oxygen," I say word by word.
Silvia looks at me blankly. It takes a long time for her to react. She shakes her head, falls to the ground and says to me, "No! No!
My baby is still alive! He is my only hope. He is still alive! You lied to me. You must have lied to me! I will call a doctor, doctor!"
Silvia runs towards the door crazily. When she reaches the door, she is stopped by the bodyguards. The bodyguards say
respectfully to her, "Ms. Silvia, for your safety, you'd better go back."
Silvia doesn't care about what the bodyguards have said and she only cares about Lawrence and her baby.

She doesn't believe that her baby is gone, or she is reluctant to believe it.
Perhaps she needs to do something crazy to feel better.
I don't have the heart to see her do this.
I wink at the bodyguards and say to them, "Take her back to her room. She needs rest."
The bodyguards understand what I mean, and the two of them send Silvia to her room and lock her up.
"Let me out! Let me out!"
Inside, Silvia knocks hard on the door, but she is unable to get out.
Knocking on the door for a while, she stops.
I hear her crying through the door.
"Baby, my baby...."
Although I feel sorry for her, there seems to be no other way but to let her calm down slowly.
When Frances returns, Silvia is still in the room and crying loudly.
Frances sighs, holds my hand, sits on the sofa and hugs me in his arms.
The bodyguards are around us. Being watched by them like this, I really feel a little awkward.
Frances is calm and doesn't feel awkward at all.
He looks at me and asks softly, "Have you told Silvia the truth?"
I nod.
"What else can we do? We can't hide the truth all the time. She will know it sooner or later. We would rather tell her the truth now
than tell her that after three or four months. It's easier for her to accept, right?"