After Swapped Seats,My Friend Had a Miscarriage

chapter 3

The doctor, as required, informed Emilia's family, while I waited anxiously outside the operating room.

All of this was too similar to what happened in my previous life.

The only difference is that this time I found a witness.

Earlier, when Emilia went to the restroom, I called Alice over, and together we pushed the suitcase further into the luggage rack. We only stopped when there was no gap left behind the suitcase.

I know the train runs smoothly, and I placed the suitcase securely. How could it fall for no reason?

I couldn't figure it out, so I turned to Alice, who had just helped me with the suitcase, for help.

Alice also found this very strange and even had the relevant staff pull up the surveillance footage.

She asked in confusion, "How could the suitcase suddenly fall?"

In the surveillance footage, when Emilia stood in front of my seat, preparing to move in, the suitcase suddenly fell without warning.

The scene was so bizarre that everyone present was too shocked to speak.

I took the chance to grab Alice's hand, hoping she could help prove my innocence.

Alice, though a bit confused, still agreed.

The surgery ended quickly. The doctor helplessly announced the news of Emilia's miscarriage.

The doctor said to her, "Your abdomen suffered severe impact, which made the surgery more difficult.

"After being discharged, you still need to rest well. It's best to avoid intense marital activities for half a year."

After explaining the precautions, the doctor left the ward with the nurse. I carefully pushed open the ward door and was immediately hit by a strong smell of medicine.

At this moment, Emilia's face was pale, and she gazed at the ceiling with reluctance.

Just like in the previous life, she refused to talk to me.

Over half an hour later, Emilia's family arrived.

Perhaps because the journey was too far, only Robert came this time.

Robert anxiously pushed me aside and ran toward Emilia lying on the hospital bed.

The moment they embraced, Emilia's cries filled the entire ward.

Emilia cried, "Robert, our baby is gone. What do we do? What do we do?"

Robert gently patted her back and comforted, "It's okay. It was just an accident. We'll have more children in the future."

Emilia shook her head. Then, she broke free from Robert's embrace and glared at me fiercely.

She pointed at me and said, "No! This wasn't an accident. Claire killed our baby."

Robert scanned me up and down with a sharp gaze, and I got goosebumps all over.

I tried to calm down and explained, "Emilia, it was just an accident. I secured the suitcase firmly. As for why it suddenly fell, the train police are already investigating."

A trace of panic flashed in Emilia's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

She shook her head frantically and said, "No! It's not like that."

"You killed my baby. You placed the suitcase. Of course, you won't admit it now."

Alice, unable to bear it, stepped in to explain, "Ms. Murphy, I understand how painful it is to lose your child, but this really has nothing to do with Ms. Thompson. We placed the suitcase together."

Emilia suddenly became aggressive, interrupting Alice and saying, "Who do you think you are? What does this have to do with you?"

She gasped heavily, then turned to me and said, "Claire, I never thought you were so scheming. You even brought in a so-called helper? Do you think this will clear your suspicion?"

As soon as Emilia finished speaking, the hospital room door was pushed open. Thomas walked in, followed by Michael.