She wanted to say thank you but she realized that her throat could not sound out those two words.
Lillian lowered her eyelids in desolation. Her curly eyelashes were fluttering up and down, like tiny blades slicing across Fabian’s heart again and again.
He was heartbroken.
He also had this feeling the first time he met Lillian.
Back then, it was because he had seen Felipe using such a small child. When he saved Lillian, the heartache he felt had come naturally.
Now, this heartache was not only instinctive but perhaps it was also laced with apology.
The reason Lillian became like this had to do with his sister, Lana.
When he saw that Lillian looked a little dejected, Fabian handed the jar of candies over to her.
Lillian wanted to take it but she shook her head, pointing to the cabinet in the ward.
Fabian understood and walked over to the cabinet to pull the drawer open. He saw the jars of candies that he had given her over the past month inside.
Yes, she was sick, so she could not eat such sweet candies. He had handpicked all of the ingredients to make the candies just so she could eat them, even making them himself. They were all handmade without preservatives.
However, he understood.
Fabian turned around and saw Lillian looking at him with wide clear eyes. He felt his heart warming up, and then, he walked to the table to pick up the records the nurse had placed there.
Actually, he had been paying attention to Lillian’s situation in secret.
However, when he finally saw Lillian’s medical records and the state she was in after going for treatment every day with his own eyes, he could not help but grasp the stack of records tightly.
He knew he did not have much time here and Niamh would be back soon. He did not want to delay this anymore either.
Fabian quickly walked back to Lillian and lifted his hand to caress her head.
However, after removing the red hat on Lillian’s head, to his astonishment, he realized that Lillian did not have hair anymore. Fabian was lost for words. His hand that was holding the hat was frozen in mid- air.
When Lilian saw Fabian at a loss for words, she avoided Fabian’s gaze, hurt evident in her eyes. She then reached out to take the hat and gently put it back on.
In a daze, Fabian gradually gathered his wandering thoughts. At this moment, he made the final decision.
“Lily.”
He finally spoke, his solemn eyes looking straight into Lillian’s melancholic, big eyes.
“Lily, do you want to come with me?”
Fabian asked gently but his tone betrayed urgency. He was worried that Niamh would soon return.
Lillian, not understanding what Fabian meant, only blinked and looked at him.
“Lily, I’ll bring you somewhere that could heal you. You’ll be able to get better quickly, then you can talk just like how you could back then.”
Lillian vaguely understood what Fabian meant this time. She blinked her clear eyes and her pink lips moved to speak. “Daddy. Mommy.”
Daddy. Mommy.
Those were the only two words that Lillian could utter now.
Fabian understood how Lillian felt. She wanted her father and mother.
He gave a gentle smile as he stroked Lillian’s small face. “Lily, do you trust me? I will love you and protect you just like your daddy and mommy. I will take care of you forever.
“Trust me.”
Fabian firmly promised, then suddenly opened his arms to carry the confused-looking Lillian.
Although Lillian was still small, she could recognize Fabian with certainty.
She knew that he had good intentions. He had never bullied her before. Sometimes, he would even show up to protect her.
However, she was confused with the current circumstance and incapable of asking.
Niamh was confused when she came out of the doctor’s office.
The doctor had said that he did not look for her. Lillian’s condition currently neither improved nor worsened, so there was nothing important he wanted to discuss with Niamh.
However, the nurse who cared for Lillian daily had told Niamh that the doctor was looking for her.
Niamh found this odd, so she hastened her steps back to the hospital room. She had expected the nurse to be taking care of Lillian, but Niamh saw that the door was agape and there was no one inside.
There was only an out-of-place bouquet of powder blue baby’s breaths on the balcony sofa.
Niamh immediately understood. She instantly turned and ran to the elevator.
The moment she was a distance away from the elevator, she saw a tall man carrying Lillian into the elevator.
“Lily!”
Niamh hurriedly ran over, but unfortunately, the door of the elevator automatically closed.
This was the seventh floor, and it was a hassle waiting for the hospital elevator. Niamh had no choice. She ran toward the staircase and sprinted to the hospital entrance.
It was an extremely cold winter day, but Niamh was now drenched in sweat.
She examined each car leaving the parking lot, trying to see if Lillian was in any of them. As the cars drove by, however, she still could not find any sign of Lillian.
In between her moments of panic, Niamh remembered the GPS.
She opened the application on her phone and immediately located Lillian. She was on the road next to the hospital entrance.
Niamh dashed over and indeed found Lillian, who was being carried into a car by a man. “Lily!”
Lillian and Fabian heard Niamh shout.
They looked in Niamh’s direction at the same time; Lillian leaned toward Niamh but Fabian was holding her tightly.
“Let go of my daughter! ” Niamh bellowed at Fabian while she comforted Lillian. “Don’t be scared, Lily. I’m coming over to you now.”
However, Fabian, not heeding Niamh’s words, opened the car door and got in quickly, Lillian in his arms.
“Lily! Lily!”
Niamh repeatedly yelled, but the car had already begun to drive away. She was too late to stop it.
Since she could use the GPS to track Lillian’s location, Niamh ran back to the parking lot and got into her car to give chase.
Although she had never driven this fast in her life, she was completely in control of the steering wheel.
Niamh rapidly caught up with the car that Lilian was in.
Fabian was in the backseat with Lillian in his arms. Through the rearview mirror, he could see that Niamh’s car was right behind them.
“Speed it up when it’s safe to do so, ” Fabian ordered the driver.
“Yes, Young Master Fabian, ” Fabian’s attendant answered.
“Mommy.”
Lillian suddenly called out to her mother.
Fabian turned and saw that Lillian’s adorable eyebrows were furrowed as she stared, through the glass window of the back of the car, at Niamh’s car that was closing in behind them.
It seemed that she could recognize her mother’s car.
Fabian was heartbroken, but he remained firm on his decision.
He raised his head, caressing Lillian’s head through her hat. “Lily, trust me. I’ll definitely cure you, then I’ll take you back to see your daddy, mommy, and brother.”
While Lillian understood what Fabian said, her clear and bright eyes were still filled with melancholy.
Fabian turned and looked back, seeing Niamh’s car was still close behind them.
He asked his attendant who was driving to make a turn and speed up, successfully losing Niamh.
Soon after, Niamh’s car reappeared in the rearview mirror.
Fabian found this odd, but then noticed the red string around Lillian’s neck.
“Lily, can you let me see your red string?” Fabian asked for Lillian’s consent.
Lilly blinked, then put her small hands on the red string, gently taking the pendant down.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.