Chapter 391 I’ll Make Her Pay
Jude remained motionless.
Vania’s blood ran cold as she clutched Jude’s body. “Jude, look at me. It’s Mommy.”
She kept shaking him to wake him up, but no matter how hard she tried, he remained unconscious with his eyes shut.
Vania was stricken with fear and her mind went blank.
In those mere moments of terror, all her emotions washed over her.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she trembled as she hugged Jude tightly. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. It’s my fault. Please open your eyes and look at Mommy, please,” she cried in agony.
Vania’s tears kept flowing as she blamed herself for everything. This was the most vulnerable she had ever been as others had only ever seen her strong and confident side, and her heart wrenching sorrow left everyone else shattered too.
As Hanson stared at Jude who was still unconscious, his heart also ached painfully. His throat tightened and he heaved a heavy sigh.
He went over to Vania and took Jude into his arms before comforting her, and himself, by saying, “We don’t know Jude’s condition right now, so let’s not think the worst of it, okay? We need to take Jude to the hospital right now. I’m sure we’ll find a way to wake him up.”
Vania’s eyes were red and pitiful. As she nodded at him, her eyes were full of trust and faith in him.
The look in her eyes felt like it pierced right through Hanson’s soul, and his fists tightened.
Once they arrived at the hospital, Hanson carried Jude in his arms and ran toward the emergency room.
He realized how light Jude was. It was almost as if he might float away at any given moment. He looks just like me, especially with his eyes closed. Is he truly not my son?
“President Luke, the doctor’s here.”
Larry sped over with the hospital’s top medical experts in tow.
“President Luke, please place the child on the gurney.” A group of nurses came over with a gurney and rushed Jude into the operating theater.
Vania followed closely behind them. It slipped her mind that family members were not allowed to enter.
“You’re not allowed to enter. Please wait outside.” The doors to the operating theater slammed shut.
Vania was drained of all her energy as she slumped against the wall with hollow eyes.
Hanson pulled her into a hug and said, “The best doctors are all in there with him. Everything will be fine.”
Vania pushed her way out of his arms and covered her face as she cried out painfully, “It’s my fault. I didn’t keep my eye on him.”
“It’s not your fault. No one could’ve predicted that this would happen. We’ve caught the ones who did it, so we’ll find out who plotted this.”
Vania sniffed and her eyes turned cold. “I can’t think of anyone else who would do such a thing, apart from her.”
Hanson frowned as a name popped into his mind as well—Melanie.
Was she behind this too?
Vania continued, “When I gave birth to the children, it was Melanie who sent them away. Apart from her, no one knows where the children had been sent to, and no one knows who Jude’s adopted mother is.”
Even Vania had only ever seen a picture of Jude’s adopted mother.
Hanson’s frown grew deeper as he looked into Vania’s eyes. “Darling, what do you want to do? I’ll support your decisions no matter what.”
Melanie’s actions were unforgivable. The fact that she had sold Vania’s children off alone was reprehensible.
“Once I find out why everything happened, no matter what it takes, I’ll make her pay.” Vania’s words were her way of informing Hanson that she would not be going easy on Melanie even though she was Morales and Morgan’s mother.
