In the end, she found even breathing difficult...
Slowly, she lost consciousness, completely unaware.
Drip.
Drip, drop.
She felt her heartbeat slow down, and then, it seemed to stop.
A feeling emerged, she was going to die, she really was!
Lucas Knight, I love you.
Lucas Knight, I hope to meet you again in the next life.
I'm sorry, our baby won't cry, probably a mute...
Honey...
She truly lost all sensation.
...
When Harry North arrived, the room was filled with a dense, bloody odor, and the maid under the bed was scared to tears...
"Assistant North."
Seeing Harry North rush in, the maid, like she found a lifeline, quickly emerged from the bed with the child: "Assistant North, something's wrong!"
"The little Crown Prince won't cry at all..." It's said if he doesn't cry, he's mute, dear God, this is bad, it's okay if one doesn't cry, but both don't cry, but thankfully, the baby didn't cry, so... just now avoided being noticed by the assassin, snatched back a bit.
