Predestined Marriage

Chapter 284 This Is Not My Child

Summer squinted at the child in front of her.

People said the newborn's face would wrinkle up and look ugly, but her daughter didn't look ugly at all.

The doctor beside Summer couldn't help saying, "It's rare to see such a beautiful baby."

Summer smiled softly and then closed her eyes weakly.

When she woke up again, it was night.

The room was bright. NôvelDrama.Org content.

Summer was confused for a moment before she recovered herself.

Douglas, who was by the side, saw her wake up and hurried over, "Summer, how are you?"

Summer merely looked at Douglas in silence.

Douglas frowned, "Leonardo hasn't answered my phone."

Summer's eyes darkened.

"Mrs. Emerson, would you like some water?" The maid walked over.

Summer nodded and took a sip. She looked around the ward, but did not see her child, so she turned

around and asked, "Where is my baby?"

The maid said, "She cried just now. I was afraid that she would disturb you, so I carried her out."

Hearing this, Summer frowned slightly, "Bring her back."

"Yes."

The maid went out and brought the child back soon.

Summer leaned against the bed and took her child.

The baby had fallen asleep. Her face was no bigger than a hand and wrinkled up. The baby

looked...different from what Summer had seen earlier.

Summer looked at the baby's face carefully. The more she looked at the baby, the more she felt that

this child took after neither her or Leonardo.

After a while, Summer put the baby down and said with a pale face, "This is not my child."

"Summer, what are you talking about?" Douglas walked over and looked at the baby. Newborn babies

looked the same, didn't they?

A noise came from outside, "Where did you take my child? I will sue you. I'm not done with you..."

Summer instructed the maid, "Go and see what's going on."

The moment the door was opened, Summer heard the woman's voice again.

The woman said that her child had disappeared.

Summer glanced at the baby lying on the bed and found that a name tag with the baby's name was on

the baby's clothes.

"Douglas, let that woman in." Summer reached out and touched the baby's name tag.

Douglas felt Summer behaved unusually and was a little worried, but he still said, "Okay."

That woman walked in soon.

Summer asked her, "What's your baby's name?"

The woman said the exact same name as that on the name tag. Summer's voice trembled, "Is this your

child...?"

The woman walked up and said with tears and laughter, "Yes, she's my child. A black birthmark was on

the sole of her foot."

As she spoke, she showed the child's feet to Summer.

Even if the woman didn't prove that the child had a birthmark, Summer knew that it wasn't her baby.

Although she had only seen her baby once, Summer was sure about her instincts.

When the woman carry the baby away easily, Douglas couldn't help saying, "Summer, could it be a

mistake? You..."

Summer did not answer but asked back, "You can't get through to Leonardo, can you?"

Douglas hesitated for a moment before telling the truth, "No, I can't."

Summer chuckled suddenly. Then, her laughter grew louder and louder. The longer she laughed, the

more miserable she became. She even burst into tears.

Did he really trust her?

She was surrounded by men that worked for Leonardo. Her baby had disappeared and she could not

get through to him.

Could someone else took the child away except Leonardo?

Douglas did not know how to comfort Summer, "Summer, don't cry..."

The maid at the side tried to persuade Summer, "Mrs. Emerson, you've just delivered a baby. You

should take care of yourself."

Summer covered her ears, screaming, "Don't call me Mrs. Emerson. It's disgusting!"

The door was suddenly flung open.

Summer looked up and was surprised for a moment when she recognized the tall and straight figure at

once.

Their eyes met, but neither of them spoke.

Douglas looked back and called out happily, "Leonardo!"

"I was wondering why I couldn't get through to you. It turned out that you came here." As Douglas

spoke, he walked towards Leonardo.

Leonardo ignored Douglas and walked up Summer's bed.

Summer wore a pale face, with messy hair and tears on her face. She looked very bad.

Leonardo sat down beside the bed and reached out to Summer's face. However, Summer slapped his

hand away, "You wicked man! I will never trust you again!"

Leonardo's face darkened and said in a somewhat husky voice, "Summer, what do you mean?"

"Are you still acting in front of me at a time like this? Where's my child? Give me back my child!"

Summer was beyond reasoning. As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Leonardo's clothes.

Leonardo's expression suddenly changed. He turned around and asked Douglas, "What's going on?"

Douglas glanced at Summer and said, "Summer just woke up and wanted to see her baby, but she said

it was not her child when the maid brought it back. Summer even let someone else take the child

away."

Leonardo looked extremely sulky at once. He called out in a deep voice, "Tim."

Tim came along with Leonardo and kept silent, so no one had noticed him.

"Yes." Tim knew that Leonardo wanted him to investigate the matter about the child, so he went out at

once after saying yes.

Leonardo turned around and saw Summer staring at him coldly, her eyes filled with hatred. His

expression changed slightly.

Then he stroked her messy hair and said, "I'll get the baby back. You should have a good rest now."

Summer knocked his hand away and slapped him fiercely on the face. "If you admit that you take the

child away, I will admire that you are still a man."

Douglas and the maid were shocked when they heard this.

Summer exerted all her strength to give Leonardo a slap, and he was caught off guard. His head was

tilted to one side and a red mark appeared on his fair face at once.

Leonardo kept his head titled and said in a somewhat cold but strangely calm voice, "You guys go out

first."

"Leonardo." Douglas was a little worried about them and stood still.

Leonardo didn't even glance at him, so Douglas could do nothing but walking out.

Only Summer and Leonardo were left in the ward.

They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. Leonard didn't expect Summer would be so

hostile to him when they met again.

Leonardo turned around and stared at Summer who looked fragile. His voice became much gentler,

"You should have a good rest first. We'll talk about it later when you get better."