One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He snorted in reply. "Quickly find those two children! I want to see them, dead or alive!"

"Yes, fourth master!"

Something suddenly came to his mind and he asked, "Is there any news from the Mu family?"

"Fourth master, none! Mu Yazhe's side doesn't seem to know about this matter. He still thinks that the children are in your hands!"

"Excellent! Report to me immediately if there's any news on that end."

"Yes! I'll keep an eye on them."

"We'll proceed as planned at 9:30 AM later!"

"Yes, fourth master!"

He hung up the call and returned to the ward. The metallic smell of blood assaulted him the moment he opened the door.

His brows knitted as he approached the sickbed; no one was there.

He had only left for ten minutes or so; how did she go missing?

His gaze landed on the scattered needles and tubes on the bed. Suddenly, he caught sight of the blood on the snowy bedsheet.

What trouble was that d*mn woman going to stir up now?!

Following the blood trail on the ground, he arrived at the doorway of the bathroom, where there the smell of blood was especially pungent!

He frowned and pushed open the door, but it seemed to be locked from the inside.

"Mu Wanrou, are you inside?!" he shouted with bated breath.

No one responded, but he heard a strange sound coming from within.

It appeared to be the sound of flowing water.

This shocked him. Without further thoughts, he kicked the door forcefully!

The fragile door opened with a bang and almost came off its hinges.

The moment he charged in, he saw the woman leaning against the bathtub while cutting herself in the arms, wrists, and thighs with a fruit knife…

He froze in place at the appalling sight.

Her entire arms were mangled from the cuts all over them. Blood spilled out of her soaked wrists and into the bathtub of water!

She kept cutting herself sans care for the pain, though. Her entire being was in a numb state; it was as if she could no longer feel pain!

It was nearly entirely self-abuse and not a tactic to scare people; she was really cutting herself with force. Blood seeped out and stained the snow-white hospital gown. From afar, it looked as if she were pulled from a pool of blood!

"What are you doing?!"

His face drained of color as he walked over interrogating her.

She was already in an unstable state when she woke up.

Although he could tell the abnormality in her mental state when she learned that her child could not be saved, he paid no attention to it.

Now, she actually hid here to inflict harm on herself!

Was the loss of the child such a heavy blow to her?

He stormed to her and grabbed her hand to stop her actions. "What are you doing?!"

Her actions paused as she lifted her head abruptly. Her empty orbs gleamed sinisterly the instant she registered the man.

"It's you!"

"?!" Her abrupt outcry left him baffled. "What are you on about?"

"It's you! It's all your fault! You murdered my child; you murdered my child!" She suddenly stood up, aimed the fruit knife at him, and roared, "Murderer! You're a murderer; return the child to me! Return the child to me!"