Super Wife’s Three Babies

Chapter 1282

Chapter 1282 We Have to Rely on My Mother

They had never wanted that young man to meet such a tragic end because of them.

Eugene reached out to wipe away the tears from her eyes and comforted her softly, saying, “Don’t cry. I’ve already ordered a full-scale search for Blood Rose. Once she is found, I will make sure Mason gets the justice he deserves.” Olivia felt a pang in her heart, and after a while, she asked, “Where is he now? Have you contacted his family?”

He replied, “His body is currently in the morgue at the police station. The police have informed his family, and they will come to claim the body in a few days. We will provide them with as much compensation as possible…”

Before he could finish his sentence, her tears that had just stopped flowing started again. “He’s already dead. No amount of compensation can bring Mason back to life.”

He hastily tried to console her. “I know, but the dead cannot be brought back to life. All we can do is seek revenge for him and take care of his family.”

Olivia looked at him with teary eyes and tried to get out of bed. “I want to see him.” NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Eugene quickly held her back. “You’re still receiving intravenous treatment, and it’s already late now. Let’s wait until after his funeral before we go.”

She glanced at the intravenous drip still connected to her and then looked at the sky outside. In the end, she mulishly lay back down. Her expression was filled with sorrow and her gaze was empty as she softly murmured, “His parents are probably devastated, right?”

He sighed and raised his hand to caress her head. “It’s all my fault for not protecting him well. When his parents come, we’ll compensate them as best as we can. Don’t be too sad. Let me tell you some good

news.”

She shot at him with a skeptical look and her eyes seemed to be questioning how there could be good news at a time like this.

Eugene could probably read her like a book as he spoke up, “Blake can be saved.”

Olivia’s eyes suddenly brightened with hope. “Did you find a suitable bone marrow match?”

He chuckled and nodded. “Yes, and it was you who found it.”

“Me?” Olivia frowned in confusion. “Elaborate.”

Eugene took her hand and kissed it lightly. “Olivia, you’re pregnant.”

She paused for a moment upon hearing that. Although she had wondered why her period was late again, she hadn’t really considered the reasons behind it. Her period had always been irregular, and she thought it was delayed due to recent events that had been very stressful.

Yet all this while, she was pregnant?

Her eyes visibly lit up at the news. “So, we can save Blake ourselves.”

Eugene looked at her tenderly. “Yes. You need to try to stay calm and happy. Not only for the baby in your belly, but also for Blake.”

Olivia nodded and gently placed her hand on her abdomen as she murmured, “This child couldn’t have come at a better time.”

He agreed readily. “Yes, this baby is truly our lucky star.”

“Who told you that I’m pregnant? Was it Master?”

Eugene confirmed her suspicions. “Yes. He was also the one who told me that this child can save Blake’s life.”

Olivia looked at him in shock and asked anxiously, “He… Does he know?”

Eugene smiled. “He probably guessed it a long time ago but just didn’t want to come to terms with it. We had a chat this afternoon.”

She felt a bit guilty as she mumbled, “Master isn’t angry, is he?”

He laughed. “I don’t think so. He’s probably just reluctant to part with the little sprouts. I told him that we were not in a hurry to leave and can afford to stay here for a while. When his experiment succeeds, we’ll bring him back to Criecia with us. He seemed quite happy about it, but for now, he still can’t let go of his research.”

Olivia nodded. “Yes. He has devoted a great deal of effort to this research. It’s not easy for him to give it up so easily.”

Eugene smiled. “We will have to rely on my mother for the rest.”

She immediately understood his meaning and playfully scolded him, “What are you thinking…”

Eugene grabbed her hand and huffed snootily, “As if you’re not thinking the same thing.”