Female Novel
Chapter 980
Chapter 980
“Wait a minute…” Only then did Lillian suddenly realize that her phone was not in her possession.
She sprang up, only to breathe a sigh of relief upon glimpsing the phone sitting on the coffee table. Yet,on the heels of that, it was as if she recalled something. Quick as a wink, she picked up her phone andlaunched the gallery.
All of a sudden, Lillian could feel nothing but a blackout before her eyes, to the extent that she nearlygot all choked up.
To her astonishment, every single photo of the man had vanished from the gallery on her phone. Shewas certain that she had even laid eyes on those pictures before she fell into slumber. Grabbing thephone, Lillian sprinted toward Callum’s desk. “Did you delete the photos on my phone?” “I merelydeleted my own photos. Can’t I even dispose of those with my own face?” answered Callum ever socalmly.
“You…” Lillian’s eyes reddened with tears then and there. “Do you have any idea what those photos—”Then came Callum’s intervention. “All I know is that those photos are mine. Also, I dislike beingdisturbed when I’m at work.”
Lillian stopped making a peep at that. In the end, she slumped onto the couch silently. Initially, she hadbeen overjoyed upon waking up that the man had tucked her in with a thin blanket, but then, her short-lived happiness turned into pure sorrow.
She cherished those photos so much, for they were her fond memories shared with him. Should she bedeprived of even memories of that sort, she would be left with nothing, or so she thought.
Staring at her phone, Lillian sniffed time and again, her shoulders twitching. She looked like she wassuppressing the sadness within and at the same time trying hard to hold back the tears from gushingout of her sockets.
Gazing at the woman, Callum suddenly felt that he had done something wrong. Lillian did not evenshed a tear, yet he felt even worse looking at her demeanor at that point compared to seeing her tearfulvisage. Callum forced himself to hang his head low to direct his line of sight toward the files in front ofhim. His thoughts, however, continued to linger around the other person in the office.
At noon, instead of inviting Lillian to have a meal together, Callum went for lunch on his own. When hefinally returned to the office, Lillian was already gone. Even the bag she carried alongside her that dayhad. disappeared.
“Did she… go out for lunch?” Callum guessed in his heart.
Nevertheless, when Callum came back to the office again from a meeting at about 4 p.m., there wasstill no trace of Lillian anywhere.
Callum’s eyes moved slightly. He wondered if Lillian had walked off and decided to stay away from himbecause he deleted those photos earlier in the morning. If that was the case, though, he would nothave it any other way.
At the very least, he could enjoy moments of peace and tranquility.
In fact, he already knew that lady inside and out. The latter had always been an impatient one. Forinstance, she pronounced that she would stay put and wait for him outside the manor all night on thatfateful night, but when the clock struck nine at night, she was all packed up and ready to leave.Similarly, she wanted to be given one month’s time, yet she seemed to be already getting cold feet inless than a day.
Even until Callum got off work/and stepped out of the company, Lillian never showed up.
As the car drove in the direction of the White residence, Callum looked out of the window boringly, onlyto inadvertently catch sight of a figure by the roadside. He was stunned.
That figure was none other than Lillian.
At that juncture, she was clearly weeping buckets, standing by the roadside with one hand constantlywiping the tears off her face while clenching her phone with the other.
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“Stop the car!” came Callum’s sudden bellow.
Hearing that, the driver hurriedly pulled over to the roadside. Callum got out of the car as fast as hecould and dashed toward Lillian. “What are you doing here? Why…”
His voice stopped abruptly because, at that moment, the woman raised her head and regarded himwith a pair of reddened, teary eyes. As tears welled up in her eyes, a pang assailed her heart on thespot.
Sobbing out loud, Lillian suddenly lifted her hands and rained blows all over Callum’s chest.
A pucker creased Callum’s forehead as he gripped the woman’s hands. “Are you out of your mind?What in the world happened to you?”novelbin
“Those photos… They were gone with the wind forever… Those phone repairmen all claimed that thephotos had been thoroughly deleted!” Lillian wailed and went on, “You have no idea what those photos.mean to me! How could you simply delete them?”
Callum frowned even harder on that note. “I told you those were my photos. It’s up to me how I dealwith them.” His tone reeked of naught but frostiness.
“But they’re my precious memories! I was the one who took those photos. It was… the memory sharedbetween my beloved man and me! Even if you don’t love me anymore, can’t you even leave me thosememories?”
Lillian whimpered so loudly that it was as though she was bent on venting out all the suffering bottledup inside.
That entire afternoon, she had paid several shops to get her phone repaired. Sadly, she had been toldthat the deleted photos could never be restored. In other words, those photos would never be comingback to
her.
Callum could not help but freeze. Little did he anticipate Lillian to cry a river just because of thosephotos. “Did those photos of me really matter to her?” he wondered.
The next second, Lillian’s crying ceased. In exchange, painful groans began to escape her. On top ofthat, her countenance was laced with a tinge of agony.
Startled, Callum questioned, “Are you okay?”
“My… My stomach… hurts…” Lillian was catching her breath as she spoke. “The baby… Is theresomething wrong with the baby…”
She knitted her brows into an even tighter knot, her mien turning ghastlier by the second.
Callum carried Lillian right away. “I’ll take you to the hospital right now!” Then, he bolted toward the carparked on the roadside.
On the way to the hospital, Lillian pressed her hands against her slightly bulging tummy with fret writtenall over her face. “Oh, my baby, stay with me. Be good and wait until I go into labor, will you? I beg ofyou…”
Her broken, choked-up voice astounded Callum a little. Her expression and tone alone spelled out howimportant the baby was to her.
“The baby will be fine,” Callum said unwittingly.
“Really? Will the baby really be okay?” Lillian turned to look at the man like a drowning person clingingon to dear life.
“Don’t you know who I am? If I want to save this baby, I’ll definitely be able to do it! I won’t let anythinghappen to the baby!” Callum might have boasted so, but he had once convinced himself to turn a blindeye to the baby’s existence.
Then again, the minute he saw the uneasiness in her eyes and thought of the possibility that she mightactually lose the baby, an urge to save the baby surged through his head.