Chapter 688

Anya fell to her knees with a thud, holding her lifeless child, unable to contain her sobs.

"Joey, my Joey, wake up! Open your eyes and look at Mommy! Mommy is sorry, Mommy came too late! Joey, sob, sob!"

As a pregnant expectant mother, Corinne could not help but feel a pang in her heart witnessing the separation of mother and child. At the same time, she remained cautious, raising her eyes to observe her surroundings, wary of whether there were others in the miscellaneous room.

Anya's screams quickly drew the attention of many people.

"Anya, what happened?"

Lucas hurriedly ran in and his face turned solemn upon seeing the scene.

Anya continued to sob while holding the child, on the verge of collapse as if her breath was about to give out. "Brother! Joey, he has stopped breathing, sob, sob!"

Lucas quickly squatted down and reached out to feel the child's breath, but there was no sign of life. His hand trembled slightly, he closed his eyes in grief and took a deep breath.

Jeremy