Chapter 516 I'm Begging You

Luna put her phone in her purse and looked for Shayla in the stairwell. But the moment she spotted her, she was horrified and screamed out loud.

"Shayla! Help! I need help!"

Her sharp sound echoed in the stairwell.

Norah left the hospital and handed the apples she was carrying to a janitor seated by the edge of the green belt. The janitor's sincere thanks brought a

smile to her face.

She was about to head to the parking lot since Sean had mentioned he'd be working late and couldn't meet her after her shift, prompting her to drive herself.

Then, she heard a commotion coming from inside the hospital.

"I heard a little girl fell off the building! She's covered in blood."

"God! Is she still alive? Which floor did she fall from?"

"I'm not sure. Let's go see."

"How terrible. She looks to be just over two years old."

Norah stopped in her tracks. With such a crisis unfolding at the hospital, she felt pushed to act and not just walk away. She joined the crowd heading back Inside.

Previously, when Joanna had been attacked by a lunatic individual in the

hospital lobby, Norah had only learned about it through rumors after work and

had confirmed it was Joanna only upon checking herself. By the time she reached the scene, doctors were already there, carefully transferring the little girl from the balcony to a stretcher.

The hospital stairwells each had low windows for ventilation, generally locked or left slightly open. There was a protruding balcony on the first floor. The small body, bloodied and still, lay there, showing only a slight movement of the chest indicating she was still breathing.

A child's body is so delicate. Falling from the third floor, it appeared she had hit her head; the amount of blood suggested a severe injury.

"Shayla, wake up, look at me, look at Mommy."

A nurse intervened to calm the agitated Luna. "Please don't interfere with the doctors. Thank you for cooperating, ma'am, please step back."

Outside the hospital, doctors were meticulously moving the girl, being careful

not to worsen her condition.

Bystanders gathered around, drawn to the chaos.

Hospital security was working to disperse the crowd, urging them to give

space. "Shayla, please..."

Luna sobbed until she could no longer hold herself upright. Supported by a nurse, she was barely able to stand. Tears poured down her face, her composure completely shattered.

"My darling, Shayla..." Her voice broke amid her crying, overwhelmed by sorrow. By the time Norah arrived, the doctors had already rushed Shayla to the ICU. Luna was in tears, unable to stand on her own, comforted by a nurse beside her.

Seeing Luna's distress, Norah understood without asking that the injured child was Shayla.

Just ten minutes after she left, how had Shayla fallen from the third floor? Such a fall could result in death or severe injury.

The sweet little girl who would happily call her 'auntie', was she now beyond help? Luna, her vision blurred with tears, spotted Norah near the crowd. She

struggled to stand up and staggered toward her. "Norah, I beg you, save Shayla. Please." She even knelt before Norah in desperation.

Norah reached out to assist her. "Stand up." But Luna stayed kneeling, crying out. "Norah, Shayla is the most precious thing to me. Please, save her. I'm begging you."

When Luna attempted to bow down deeply in her distress, she lost her balance and collapsed, struggling to get up.