The ambulance hurtled through the twisting streets of London, its siren wailing like a banshees cry. Inside, Evelyn lay unconscious, teetering between life and death. The lead physician, a silver-haired man named Dr. Whitmore, checked her pulse with urgent precision, barking orders to the nurses:
Faster! Keep the pressure steadydont let her bleed out. The baby still has a chance!
Beside her, Matilda wrung her hands, whispering frantic prayers. Her heart was knotted with guiltif only shed acted sooner, back at the manor. She remembered Isabellas icy stare, cold as a razors edge, and finally understood the truth.
**The Emergency Ward**
When Evelyns gurney crashed through the hospital doors, William charged at the doctors, his eyes bloodshot with tears and rage.
Please, save her! Her and our childI cant lose them!
Dr. Whitmore shot him a stern glance, the look of a man who knew drama had no place here.
Mr. Harrington, wait outside. Were doing everything humanly possible.
William stood frozen for a moment, then crumbled onto a bench in the hall. He buried his face in his hands, and for the first time in his life, the unshakable man felt the ground vanish beneath him.
Behind the closed doors, the medical team fought for Evelyns life. Her breath was shallow, her heart still beatingbut the baby was in critical condition. Machines beeped relentlessly, the tension unbearable.
**The Waiting Room**
Isabella swept into the hospital flanked by two close friends, summoned hastily to play the role of concerned witnesses. Her face was carved from stone, but her trembling voice deceived the room:
The poor girl how could she slip like that? I only wanted us to be a proper family.
Matilda, lurking in the corner, glared with smoldering hate. If shed had the courage to speak the truth then, perhaps none of this wouldve happened. But fear of Isabellas powerher influence over the city, her knack for ruining livesleft her paralyzed.
**William and His Mother**
Mother! William exploded, bolting upright. Where were you when it happened? Matilda said you were right beside her!
Isabella touched his arm with false tenderness.
Darling, I was upstairs. I only saw her fall It all happened so fast. God, if only I couldve caught her!
False tears streaked her cheeks, but William wasnt sure what to believe. A crack had formed in his trust, deep and irreparable.
**News from the Operating Theatre**
After hours of unbearable tension, the doors swung open. Dr. Whitmore, his face lined with exhaustion, approached William.
Mr. Harrington, your wife is alive. It was touch and go, but weve stabilized her. However the baby
His voice faltered, and William understood without another word. His world collapsed. He staggered, bracing himself against the wall as tears streamed down his face.
Doctor I need to see her.
Shell be moved to a room soon. She needs rest. But we noticed marks on her chest and arms. They dont look like injuries from a fall. Im obligated to report this.
Isabella, overhearing, stiffened for a fraction of a second. Then she clutched her son, her voice dripping with counterfeit warmth:
Dont listen to them, my love. You know how rumours spread. You need peace right now.
**Evelyns Awakening**
Hours later, Evelyns eyes fluttered open. She was ghostly pale, her breath ragged. William kissed her hand, fighting back tears.
Evelyn my love youre here with me.
She stared at him, then her eyes filled with tears. Her hand drifted to her stomachbut she saw the truth in his gaze. A shattered sob escaped her lips.
Our baby
William pulled her close, whispering, Well get through this together. I have you, and thats all that matters.
But in Evelyns heart, another pain took rootnot just grief for the child, but the certainty that the woman who shouldve protected her had orchestrated the tragedy.
**Matildas Confession**
Days later, Matilda could bear the silence no longer. She found Evelyn alone in her room and spoke in a trembling whisper:
Mrs. Evelyn you must know the truth. You didnt fall. Mrs. Isabella she pushed you. I saw everything.
Evelyns blood turned to ice. It was the truth shed suspected, now laid bare.
Matilda why tell me only now?
I was afraid. You know the power she wields But I cant live with this guilt.
Evelyn gripped her hand with unexpected strength. I swear to you, she wont get away with this.
**The Investigation**
Days later, British authorities opened an official inquiry. Doctors testimonies, the bruises on Evelyns body, and Matildas account pieced together a sinister puzzle.
But Isabella wasnt a woman who surrendered easily. Her lawyers crafted defences, her influential friends smothered the scandal.
William was torn between love for his mother and the horrifying truth. Evelyns silent suffering, Matildas damning wordsnone of it could be ignored.
**The Final Confrontation**
One evening, William marched into the drawing room, where Isabella waited, poised and cold as ever.
Mother, tell me the truth. Did you push Evelyn?
Isabella lifted her chin with pride.
Darling, everything I did was for you. She wasnt worthy. She wouldve ruined you. I saved our family.
William stared at her in horror.
No you destroyed everything. You killed our child. And for that, Ill never forgive you.
His words struck like lightning. Isabella stood frozen, but her eyes burned with impotent hatred.
**Epilogue**
The trial that followed shook London to its core. Newspapers dubbed it The Harrington Tragedy, and whispers filled every pub and parlour.
Evelyn, frail but resolute, testified. Matilda backed every word. The doctors evidence was irrefutable.
Isabella Harrington, once feared and respected, was sentenced to years in prison for attempted murder.
William and Evelyn, scarred but unbroken, found solace in each other. They vowed to rebuild, to not let the shadows of the past poison their future.
But deep in Evelyns heart, the wound of losing their child would never heal. And every time she climbed the marble steps of the manor, a cold shiver ran through hera reminder that a jealous mothers hate could cut deeper than any blade.
