Stephen went around the hospital looking for people, trying to find out what was going on. However, everyone he encountered told him that they did not know what was happening either.
By now, the Hatchers were so cold they were shivering uncontrollably in the icy corridor. The Crawfords would not see them either. It was becoming unbearable to wait there.
Paula was the first to admit defeat. “I’m going to see Debbie…”
Debbie was also warded at this hospital, but she was in the maternity wing.
Stephen and Richard could not stand it any longer either, but they did not want to leave so they had no choice but to keep on waiting in the interminable cold…
Incessant complaints filled their minds. They had no idea, however, that this was only the beginning of their troubles!
Lilly could hear the quiet beeping of machines around her. There were also people talking, but very indistinctly.
However, there was one voice in particular that was very clear.
“Lilly…Lilly dear…hey, little Tulip! You have to wake up soon, okay? If you don’t, I’ll…”
Lilly felt as if a small swarm of bees was buzzing beside her ear and chattering to her. It was just a little bit tiresome.
Who was this person talking to her?
Lilly’s eyelids fluttered slightly and she finally opened her eyes, only to see a snowy-white wall right in front of her.
A group of people surrounded her bed. Pursing her lips, she carefully scrutinized them.
Gilbert reacted enthusiastically; he was also the first to speak. “Lilly! You’re awake now! I’m your Uncle Gilbert…”
The rest of the Crawfords did not even dare to breathe; they watched Lilly tensely.
Lilly found herself at a loss. “Uncle Gilbert?”
Her pretty little face was expressionless and wooden. She looked just like a fragile porcelain doll.
It sounded as if she were repeating a foreign phrase.
Hugh’s mouth tightened into a hard line. Lilly was very thin; she was so tiny that the hospital bed seemed very large.
It hurt to see her like that, so much so that it was hard to breathe.
My name is Gilbert.
her brow. After a moment, she
She remembered now.
had called Uncle Gilbert’s phone
had ignored her
to look for me?” Lilly asked in
around the bed nodded vigorously. Bryson added, “Lilly, I’m your Uncle Bryson. We’re all here to
In the future, no one will dare
each of the men
wasn’t sure if they would abandon her again
her and starve
the Crawfords felt even more tense than
of them had much experience handling children. One
years old and had two children. Liam, the second son, was 38 and also had
not very good at interacting with children; after hesitating for a moment, he asked bluntly, “Lilly, what are you worried
inflexible, rather harsh way, his siblings all glared at
nature, he was a taciturn person and found it difficult to say
her hair. In as gentle a voice as he could
silence for a while before replying, “I don’t have any other
a proper name; they’d discuss that when
her. She didn’t have any
in his heart. How had this child passed her days
Lilly, can you tell your Uncle Gilbert what
her gaze in his direction with an effort, staring at
man had broken through that darkness like a ray of light and rescued
trembled slightly and she asked, “Uncle Gilbert…when we go home, am I…am I
the Crawfords were dumbfounded when
child was asking if she was allowed to eat
asked again in a tiny voice, “Will you
words almost made Hugh
little girl was afraid she would be
abuse had she
she had nightmares, no one would be there with her when she awoke in fright, and in summer no one would