Chapter 349

Holden reached out and gently patted her head, unable to bear seeing her so heartbroken.

"Isabella, you and Michael are getting divorced soon. Without this child, your ties with him will be completely severed. It's actually a good thing. You're still young, and you have a whole new life ahead of you. Michael won't be able to bother you anymore."

No one in the Wilson family liked Michael.

Michael was a jerk, and even after the divorce, no one wanted Isabella to have any ties with him.

If she had kept the child, Isabella and Michael would have been connected forever. Now that the child was gone, it was actually a blessing in disguise for Isabella.

This way, Isabella could find a new partner or have children with someone else in the future without any complications.

Without the child, Michael would have no reason to come back into her life.

Isabella understood what Holden was trying to say.

But she couldn't let go of the child.

This was her and Michael's child, the only bond between them.

But she couldn't say that out loud.

She had already told Michael about getting the divorce papers and had decided to move on from him. But why did fate have to take away the last thing she had hoped for?

Her mother, her grandfather, and now even her unborn child.

It seemed like everything she wanted in this world was destined to leave her.

No matter how hard she tried to fight for it, to yearn for it, it always ended up in vain.

Indeed, being with Michael was a mistake from the start.

If she hadn't insisted on marrying him back then, none of this heartbreak would have happened.

Thomas chimed in, "Yes, Isabella, maybe this child just came at the wrong time. Once you recover and feel better, it won't be too late to add another child to the Wilson family."

"Okay."

Even if she didn't want to believe it, Isabella had to accept the fact that the child was gone.

She nodded lightly, but tears kept streaming down her face.

"Uncle Thomas, Uncle Holden, I know. Maybe the child was unhappy with me too. I haven't had a single peaceful day since I got pregnant. Then there was the kidnapping, and my grandfather's passing. I've been emotionally unstable."

"Maybe the child was disappointed in me as a mother and decided to go to a family that would be better for him."

She felt she had failed in her duty as a mother to take care of this child.

So, the child chose to leave her.

She could only blame herself.

Just then, Holden's phone rang. It was Atticus calling.

He quickly answered, "Atticus!"

On the other end, Atticus's voice was calm and serious, "Holden, how is Isabella? Is she okay?"

"Isabella is awake now and she's fine, but the child was lost."

Despite using the Wilson family's influence to get the best doctors, Isabella had a severe hemorrhage, and the child was too small to be saved.

Atticus was known for doting on Isabella, and he must be more heartbroken than anyone else right now.

Just as Holden was about to hand the phone to Isabella, Atticus suddenly said, "I understand. Step outside for a moment. I need to speak with you alone. Don't let Isabella notice."

"Okay."

Holden pretended to hang up the phone and gave Thomas a look, signaling him to stay with Isabella while he stepped out.

Isabella, overwhelmed with grief over losing the child, didn't notice the unusual behavior between her two uncles.

Once outside, Holden immediately asked, "What's going on?"

Atticus's voice was cold and serious, "I suspect someone deliberately chose this time to harm Isabella and the child, and that person is..."

"Bianca!" Holden's eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth as he said the name.

He hadn't even settled the score with her for the kidnapping, and now this woman dared to target Isabella and the child.

She was asking for trouble!

Atticus sighed. He hadn't expected things to escalate to this point either.

"I just realized something was off. Despite everything that happened during Isabella's pregnancy, her health was always fine. Even her prenatal checkups were good. How could she suddenly have such a severe hemorrhage, and one that was life-threatening?"

"Someone must be behind this!"

Holden instinctively asked, "Atticus, have you found any clues?"

He knew Atticus well. If Atticus was saying this, he must have some solid evidence.

"Yes."

Atticus said calmly, "Renee told me about it. After Isabella went to the hospital, there weren't many people at home. She said she saw a young male servant cleaning up the place where Isabella had the accident, wiping away the fragments and bloodstains. But when I had someone check, there was no such person in the house."

"And Isabella did drink milk at that time, and it was after that she suddenly had stomach pains."

Hearing this, Holden understood everything.

"It was the milk!"

"But if that person was really sent by Bianca to harm Isabella, and he took the evidence with him, how can we find proof?"

After a brief silence, Atticus said, "That's why I called you. If Isabella really drank that milk, there must be traces left in her body."

Holden was stunned.

"Atticus, you mean to tell Isabella about this and have her cooperate with the investigation? But that's so unfair to Isabella!"

Isabella was already struggling with the pain of losing her child. Now, not only would she have to learn that her child was murdered, but she would also have to undergo a procedure to extract the milk residue from her stomach for evidence.

Just thinking about it made him feel heartbroken.

"Isabella will agree!"

Atticus's voice was firm, "She is the heir to the Wilson family. She's not as fragile as you think. Now that the child is gone, she will want to seek justice for the child more than anyone."

Atticus's niece had the blood and spirit of the Wilson family.

If Isabella knew the truth about her child's death, no matter how painful it was, she would seek the truth.

"Holden, time is of the essence. I'm counting on you for this."

Holden clenched his fists, feeling a deep inner turmoil.

But he knew that the only way to gather evidence was to tell Isabella and let her decide.

Otherwise, if they delayed any longer, the evidence could disappear at any moment.

Taking a deep breath, Holden pushed open the door to the hospital room.

Inside, Isabella was already lying down to rest.

Olivia, who was by her side, made a quiet gesture to Holden as he entered.

But Holden, with a serious expression, walked straight over.

Seeing this, Olivia nervously blocked his way, "You're Holden, right? Isabella just fell asleep. Please don't disturb her."