Billionaire's Sweetheart

Was she dead?

That feeling as if the heavens were spinning and the earth was quaking, as if her entire body was trembling, as if her bones were about to shatter. She sank into endless darkness.

No, she didn't want to die, and she couldn't die either. She had to grow up with her children, and she still hadn't married her beloved one.

Felicity felt that everything around her had become very slow. She tried very hard to breathe, trying very hard to open her eyes.

But she couldn't do it!

It was like being trapped in a terrifying black hole. The surroundings were deathly still, and she could hear her own weak heartbeat, which was getting heavier and slower.

In her eyes, she could see the smiles of the children, as well as that unforgettable handsome face.

Don't…

She didn't want to die. Someone please come to save her.

She still had many things to do, many things that she couldn't say in time. She couldn't leave her two children.

"Felicity…" Suddenly, a low and urgent male voice rang in her mind. Her consciousness that had been trapped in the darkness suddenly came to her senses.

"Felicity, wake up. Don't sleep anymore. Open your eyes and look at me!" That voice was so familiar. It was Edward, the man she loved the most!

"You can't die, you know? I won't let you die! You must wake up!" The man's tone became impatient and domineering, causing people who heard it to feel as if a knife was stabbing into their hearts.

"'Wake up, wake up, I need you!" She felt something warm dripping on her face, she heard his words, each word so heavy, so reluctant to leave her.

He needs me…

It was as if a force had pulled her out of the darkness and into the light. The instant she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar handsome face.

Close at hand, the tears dyed those deep eyes.

It was as if her consciousness hadn't awoken yet, yet her eyes had already touched his.

In the midst of the chaos, she could feel the man gently lying down and hugging her.

That familiar aura, that warmth…

After more than two hours of surgery, Felicity was pushed out of the operation room. Her head was struck, her legs were cut, and there were countless abrasions on them.

During this long wait, pain had always tormented Edward's heart, and every minute and second, to him, was like a torment.

His heart tightened as he stared at the light on top of the operating room.

He painfully and urgently dashed to the hospital, but did not dare to appear at the entrance of the operation room. He could only hide in a place far away from his brother's sight, feeling uneasy, nervous, and praying for her.

He hoped that the God would not be so cruel as to take her away. He hoped that he could let her live on in peace.

Richard stuck himself to the wall, and hastily put on the mask and sunglasses to hide his painful face.

He bitterly kicked the wall, not knowing how to vent the pain and nervousness in his heart.

Suddenly, a few girls walked past him, they were all his loyal fans, upon seeing the clothes he was wearing, a girl immediately exclaimed in surprise: "Richard Hughes also has such clothes, could it be that he is Richard Hughes?"

"Let's go over and greet him. Judging from his figure, he's definitely a handsome guy."

A bold girl immediately ran over with a sweet smile, "Little brother, little brother, may I ask…"

"Go away!" Richard turned around with his back facing them. His current state of mind was no longer suitable to speak to anyone.

The girls across them were all stunned, and then one of them angrily said, "What?! He can't be Richard Hughes! Richard Hughes is much tender than him, how rude."

"That's right, we're girls after all. It's really uncultured to let us walk away."

Richard ignored the ridicule the girls gave him. He still had his head lowered and his eyes tightly shut in pain.

The girls didn't pay any more attention to him and quickly left.

Richard looked through the window at his brother's stiff figure. He had been calculating the time since he got the call, and one hour had passed.

Felicity was still lying in the operation room, was she seriously injured?

Will she die?

Will they leave them?

Richard's heart was filled with fear and unease. That strong sense of loss made him feel despair and sadness.

It was as if when he was ten years old, his father had left, and then his mother as well.

At that time, he felt that the entire world had turned grey, and no one wanted him anymore.

Right now, his feelings for Felicity had already become blurry. He knew that he could no longer fall in love with her, but he knew that he could no longer lose her.

He would rather let this retribution fall on him. He had stepped across the bottom line of morality and confessed on his own accord.

He was willing to give her his life in exchange for her waking up. He only wanted her to live on, live on by his brother and nephew's side.