Little Girl Came Back From Her Mom’s And Said, “My Belly Is Moving.” Truth Made The Millionaire Cry…

millionaire arrived to pick up his daughter from his ex wife’s residence but after waiting for an extended period with no response

he grew concerned upon reaching her high rise apartment and letting himself in a peculiar noise

emanating from the bathroom piqued his curiosity when he stepped to the door

the sight of his daughter hunched over and holding her stomach within the restroom shocked him

but the startling reality that followed Lucas Sterling stood frozen at the ornate entrance of the high end

Manhattan penthouse patiently pressing the doorbell for the third time the October rain outside

lashed against the hallway glass reflecting the millionaire’s face which was tightening with apprehension

his watch read 3:15 he was 15 minutes past the agreed upon pick up time

yet Isabella hadn’t brought their daughter Sophie down to the lobby his phone buzzed in his tailored vest pocket

Lucas answered hearing the thick slurred and disjointed voice characteristic of someone heavily under the influence

on the other end the door’s unlocked just come in and get her yourself I’m tied up right now Lucas frowned

disconnected the call and firmly pushed open the heavy oak door the moment he stepped into the foyer

a pungent odor assaulted his senses causing him to instinctively wince and step back

it was the sour smell of stale leftover wine mingled with the stagnant air

of a room that had been sealed up for too long the expansive living room was submerged in a dim gloom

the curtains were completely drawn despite the midday sun scattered across the pristine

white sheepskin rug were empty wine bottles Isabella the woman who meticulously cultivated the image of a flawless

wholesome mother was sprawled out on a velvet sofa she wore nothing but a carelessly tied

silk dressing gown her hand loosely holding a glass of red wine her makeup smeared across a face

etched with the exhaustion of late night socializing where is Sophie Lucas asked

his voice icy trying to suppress the disgust rising in his chest Isabella squinted laboriously

waving a hand toward the deep winding hallway that LED to the bedrooms in the restroom she’s doing her detox regimen

don’t bother her it’s really important hey Lucas ignored the comment moving swiftly past the clutter on the floor

as he ventured deeper into the corridor the silence grew heavier overriding the sound of the rain outside

there was no laughter or playful sounds of a child only a chilling stillness

he paused before the slightly ajar bathroom door at the end of the hall where a faint yellow light seeped out

Lucas gently pushed the door open and stepped in the sight before him felt like a powerful hand

clutching his heart in the corner of the cold marble tiled bathroom Sophie was curled up on the floor

she wore a flimsy long sleeved shirt her head tucked into her knees the little girl clutched her abdomen tightly

her whole body shaking in violent spasms her back arched like a tiny shrimp trying to withstand intense physical distress

good heavens Sophie Lucas rushed forward dropping to his knees on the tiled floor

Sophie slowly lifted her head her face was paper white completely drained of colour

her dry lips moved but no sound emerged recognizing her father

the constant fear in her eyes softened slightly replaced by a look of painful endurance

daddy you’re here Sophie whispered her breath weak in the cold air

Lucas touched her forehead it was ice cold he quickly removed his expensive suit jacket

draped it entirely over Sophie and scooped her up she felt frighteningly light in his arms

her body mass alarmingly low for a seven year old but as Lucas cradled her

his hand inadvertently touched her lower abdomen beneath the thin fabric it was stiff and distended

a stark contrast to her bony frail frame without another word Lucas carried his daughter out of the apartment

leaving the woman asleep on the sofa without a backward glance the elevator descent to the parking garage

was filled with suffocating silence Lucas placed Sophie gently in the back seat of the Range Rover

carefully fastening her seatbelt and adjusting her to the most comfortable position possible

I’m taking you to the doctor immediately just hold on a little longer sweetheart Lucas said his voice trembling as he started the engine

the vehicle bolted out of the garage merging into the heavy New York traffic under the pouring rain

Sophie sat motionless in the back her hands still pressed to her abdomen her eyes tightly shut

suddenly the vehicle jolted violently as a wheel hit a waterlogged pothole that Lucas failed to avoid

the impact caused Sophie to bounce slightly off the seat instantly a piercing muffled cry tore through the quiet cabin

carrying the culmination of deep suppressed anguish Lucas slammed on the brakes

quickly pulling the SUV over to the emergency lane ignoring the blaring horns behind him

he unbuckled his seat belt and whirled around to the back seat what’s wrong where does it hurt

the little girl looked at Lucas with wide panicked eyes her breathing rapid and shallow

like someone drowning grasping for a lifeline daddy help me

it’s starting again Lucas leaned into the back his hands shaking as he lifted her shirt to check

Sophie’s delicate abdominal skin was stretched taut crisscrossed with distinct faint blue veins and beneath the skin strange

unsettling masses were shifting they were rising and falling churning like violent waves

riding incessantly Sophie gripped Lucas’s wrist tightly her fingernails digging deep into his skin

whispering through tears in absolute terror daddy my tummy is moving

a surge of protective fury and horror simultaneously overwhelmed Lucas’s composure

he gritted his teeth returned to the driver’s seat and the engine roared with raw aggression

it sliced through the torrential rain speeding into the night heading straight for the emergency lights of the nearest

medical center beginning a desperate race for his daughter’s life the Range Rover skidded up onto the sidewalk

outside the Mount Sinai Medical Center emergency entrance breaking sharply and leaving dark tire marks on the wet pavement

Lucas flung open the car door lifting the now semi conscious Sophie into his arms

and rushed toward the automatic glass doors the stark white fluorescent lights of the hospital

were a jarring contrast to the dreary rain outside Lucas didn’t shout

but his frantic appearance in soaking wet expensive suit immediately drew the attention of security