Love in Prime Years

"Save Lillian!"

Lawrence's eyes swept from Amelia's face like an ice blade. "The damn bastard has outlived his due!"

She knew Lawrence could be very ruthless. She still couldn't help quivering now when she saw he killed Leigh's last hope.

She gritted his teeth and yelled at the top of her lung, "Lawrence! You can't do that! He's your son! You're my only man! He's not a bastard!" "If you don't save him, you'll definitely regret it!"

"I'm your only man?" Lawrence looked gloomy. His eyes were taken over by darkness and there was ridicule on his raised eyebrows.

"Amelia, I caught you and Jimmy in bed! I'm your only man? Have you no shame?"

"I didn't do it, Lawrence! You have to trust me! I didn't sleep with him!"

"Heh!" Lawrence laughed out with hostility surging in his eyes. "I can imagine how filthy you are from in and out... don't try to pretend to be innocent. You made me disgusted."

"Amelia... you are disgusting."

Lawrence's words were truly hurtful, but Amelia ignored it because all she wanted now was to let Leigh live.

She turned around and grabbed the doctor's hand. Then she begged, "Doctor, please give Leigh blood transfusion, or he'll die! He's only three years old and didn't even have the time to enjoy his life. He can't die like this..."

Then she came up with something. She turned over and said to Lawrence, "Lillian is faking it! She laughed at me after she hit us! She was so proud and rampant! She hadn't been hurt at all! She just wanted to kill me and Leigh! Don't be fooled by her!"

"Lawrence, please don't take Leigh's blood! You'll kill him!"

"Amelia! Both your bastard son and you are beyond remedy!"

Lawrence turned his back at Amelia and gave the doctor a cold command. "Save Lillia! Should anything happen to her, you'll have to pay a heavy price!"

"Sure, Mr Dominic," the doctor replied. She didn't want to make Lawrence upset, so she arranged the blood transfusion for Lillian immediately.

"No! Doctor, you can't give the blood to Lillian! Please save Leigh! Please!" Amelia grabbed the doctor's hand, begging her. She even kneeled down on her knees. "Please save my child, please..." "I'm sorry, ma'am," the doctor apologized and pushed Amelia's hands away. She sighed and gave her assistant a hint, telling him to deploy the blood to where Lillian was.

The doctor then left decisively. The last hint of hope in Amelia's eyes was extinguished. Lillian would be saved, at the cost of Leigh's life!

An idea crossed Amelia's mind as she saw Lawrence. "Your blood type is also Rh-negative, right? Go and give some blood to Leigh, please!"

"Give my blood to that bastard?" Lawrence raised his proud chin and asked. "He would pollute my blood!"

"Lawrence, it's OK if you don't want to give your blood to Leigh. You can give it to Lillian, and then Leigh will be able to use the supply from the blood bank of the hospital." Lawrence rudely shook off Amelia's hand. He was as cold and fierce as a demon. "Amelia, I just want the bastard to die!"

He just wanted Leigh to die.

Amelia fell to the ground. The man once whispered to her and begged her to bear her child. He swore he would make the child the second happiest man in the world. Amelia was an innocent and carefree girl by then. She smiled shyly and happily, and asked him why he didn't want to make the child the happiest man in the world. He kissed her earlobe and said gently, "Because the happiest one has to be my wife!"

Amelia wiped the tears at the corner of her eyes. He failed her. The child was dying, which made him the most miserable one in the world temporarily. Lawrence's word to her finally became a joke.

Amelia stood up dully. Her eyes lit up when she saw the blood on her own body.