After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 396

The security guard came to my side and offered me another reminder out of goodwill, but the only thought I had the entire time was to see my child.

Nothing else mattered to me. Even if the sky began raining knives down, I was going to stay where I was until I saw my child, let alone mere water droplets.

“Ms. Garcia, why do you have to do this to yourself? You're powerless, so how are you going to fight against the Shaw family? Aren't you just making things difficult for yourself?”

The guard then looked at me with pity in his eyes. At the same time, his voice carried a touch of resignation.

“My child is still inside. That's my son. He's just there, but they won't let me see him. What right do they have to do this?”

When I thought about how I had not seen my child for one whole day, I could not help but feel agitated. Tears began rolling down my cheeks uncontrollably as I screamed at the guard. Never had I ever lost control over my emotions like that moment.

“I know where you're coming from, and we feel bad for you too, but it's pointless even if you stay here. Moreover, it's about to rain soon. It's best if you find a place to shelter yourself from the rain first.”

The guard was nice, in a way. I know that he was only saying that for my sake, but I was inundated with the thoughts of wanting to see my child. There was no way I was going to just leave like that.

Hence, I ignored him and continued to stand by the gate.

Right then, rain droplets began falling from the sky. The cold water poured on me, and soon, shivers racked my body. However, the rain did not seem like it would stop any time soon, for it only became heavier and heavier.

After some time, the world around me began spinning, and I was starting to feel weak. It was then I had the urge to lie down on the ground.

However, I could not collapse yet, not when I had yet to see my child. His well-being was still unknown, so there was no way I would allow myself to black out. Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Hence, I balled my fists and let my nails dig into the flesh of my palm. The resulting pain was what kept me awake, preventing me from passing out until I saw my child.

Nevertheless, my body began swaying, and my vision started to blur. At that, I shook my head, forcing myself to stay awake.

Right then, I spotted the butler holding up an umbrella for Lincoln and escorting the latter to the car.

At the sight of Lincoln, my eyes lit up, and I regained my strength. Then, I watched as his car slowly drove toward the gate.

As it was raining cats and dogs, the car was driving extremely slowly. The moment it drove past the gate, I rushed over and blocked it fearlessly.

Instantly, the driver slammed on the brakes and started honking at me. Unfazed, I darted to the window

of the car's back seat and repeatedly smacked it.

I knew Lincoln was in there, and I knew he was the one who took my child away. The only one I could go to and request to have my child back was him.

Therefore, I continued rapping on the car window despite being unable to see what was going on inside. After a long time, the window was finally rolled down, and Lincoln's face appeared in my sight.

Immediately, I was beside myself with fury. “Give my child back to me! Give my child back to me now!”

In the past, I treated him with nothing but respect, but all I could feel at that moment was pure, unadulterated hatred.

“You've already signed the divorce agreement. It's stated clearly in black and white that Michael has full custody of the child. Therefore, from now on, the child has nothing to do with you anymore.”

Unlike me, Lincoln was the epitome of calmness. The way he was looking at me was cold and unfeeling.

“You lied to me. You said I could see my child any time I wanted after signing the paper. How could you go back on your words?”

Lincoln's nonchalant attitude only made me even angrier, and I could not help but yell at him. I was utterly disappointed with him.

“You've hurt my wife, and I'm already being very merciful toward you. Don't ever think of seeing the child anymore because I won't be giving you any more chances,” Lincoln said while staring at me

expressionlessly. He did not care how upset I was.

My hands clenched into fists, and I wanted to kill him then and there. Trying to open the car door, I tugged at the door handle forcefully, but it was locked. My efforts were fruitless.

As though he had expected me to do so, Lincoln merely shot me an indifferent look before ordering the driver, “Drive.”

At his command, the driver stepped on the accelerator without hesitation and sped off.

I had been waiting for one of the Shaws to show up for such a long time. Since Lincoln was out, it would be my only shot to see my child, so I could not give up so easily.

Hence, I summoned all the strength I could to run after the car. The rain continued to pour, and the raindrops obstructed my vision. Still, I ran with all my might.

As the car went further and further, my legs gradually weakened. I was already feeling uncomfortable, and after the vigorous activity, all I could think of was to fall to the ground.

However, that was the one thing I could not do. If I did, I would not be able to get back my child.

I did not stop running despite knowing that it was impossible for me to catch up with the car and for Lincoln to return my son to me. Even if the chance to have my child back were as slim as one out of ten thousand, I would never give up.

Unfortunately, luck was not on my side. Just as I was running after Lincoln's car on the road, a car sped toward me from behind. The driver kept honking at me, but I could not be bothered to pay attention to

it. At that moment, fear did not exist in my world.

It was only when my entire body was wracked with pain did I realize what kind of situation I was in.

My head felt like it was going to explode as I lay in the pool of rainwater. All strength had fled me by then, and I was sure that even my soul was leaving my body.

My vision became blurrier and blurrier with each passing second, and my body felt lighter and lighter. When I closed my eyes, all I could see was my child.

The hatred toward the Shaw family blazed within me, and I swore I would take my revenge on them one day.

At the same time, I abominated Michael with every fiber of my body. I detested his heartlessness and vowed to make him pay for the pain I had gone through in folds.

Amid my muddled state, I felt as though I had a long dream. The throbbing pain in my head was what made me stir. When I regained my consciousness fully, I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling dazedly.

Then, I looked around to scan my surroundings, only to realize I was in a place that looked a lot like a hospital ward. At that, I frowned in puzzlement, bewildered by the change in location when the last thing I remembered doing was chasing Lincoln's car.

“You're awake?”

Just as I struggled to recall the earlier events, an unfamiliar voice of a man sounded beside my ear. His

voice was low, carrying a hint of concern.

Puzzled, I turned in the direction of the voice to see a man with attractive features. He had a slight smile on his face, and his gaze was lingering on my face.

“Where is this place? Why am I here?”

My frown deepened as I looked at him in confusion. I had no impression of the man beside my bed at all.