Trapped In Your Love novel Chapter 17

Lyla lay in the hospital bed for a week before she was finally able to get out of bed and move.

She drowned and was in a coma. The child was born by Caesarean section. In addition, she was in a coma at that time, and her heart almost stopped. She and the child in her belly could be said to have luckily survived.

However, even if she survived, the pain of birth and departure followed closely behind.

Rosalind did not allow Lyla to see her child.

Not only did she want to take away Lyla's own child, she also wanted them to never see each other again.

Without a backer, Lyla could only watch her own child of her ten months' pregnancy was taken away from her world.

Two weeks later, Rosalind was leaving the hospital.

If she left the hospital, it would be even more impossible for Lyla to see her son.

Antonio kept her in captivity like a pet. She could not go out, could not connect with the outside world freely, and could not go to find Rosalind!

Therefore, if she wanted to see her son, there was no better time than at the hospital.

Lyla finally avoided the bodyguards and rushed into Rosalind's advanced ward.

In the middle of the room, there were two cribs placed side by side.

"Baby!" Lyla shouted and hurriedly rushed forward, but was stopped by the wet nurse who was taking care of the children.

Rosalind stood up from the sofa beside her. She had a natural birth, so she recovered quickly. After two weeks of recuperation, even her body returned to its original slender shape.

"Lyla, who are you calling baby? There are no children of yours here." She smiled and looked at Lyla with a complacent expression. "It's a pity that I didn't drown last time ... you wasted my paly."

Lyla was tightly clasped in her arm by the strong wet nurse and pressed down on the floor, only a step away from the two small cribs.

She was only a step away from seeing her child.

Rosalind slowly walked over and picked up a child from one of the cribs, tickling the child's cheeks.

Lyla's expression stiffened, and her heart gradually sank.

Rosalind paced in front of Lyla. Rosalind placed the crying baby on top of her head, a place within her reach, but her hands were bound. She had no chance to touch the baby.

"Lyla, you're just a cheap toy beside Antonio.You have no qualification to talk to me, let alone beg me!" She said with contempt, "Antonio is still interested in your body. When he gets bored, you will be kicked out of the house like trash."

After saying that, the smile on her face suddenly grew, and her eyes became even more vicious.

"But at that time, I will return your child's ... corpse to you."

She said fiercely, especially emphasizing the word "corpse".

Lyla's eyes were red, and she was so irritated that she lost control of her mind.

"Rosalind, I'm going to kill you!" "