Chapter 17: Abort Her Baby
Chapter 17: Abort Her Baby
"Sis, what should I do?"
In the guest room on the first floor of the Dickens Family, Carrie grabbed her phone and glared at the man and woman on the screen.
With anxiety, she tugged Connie who had just come in.
"Sis, Cory actually declared his love for Christina.What should I do..."
Although people couldn't hear clearly what the two were talking about in the video, Cory said "Give me another chance.It's my fault." especially out loud, and the gossipy netizens were already picturing.
Looking at the video that went viral, Connie was also very surprised.
"Didn't they break up and get divorced? This Christina covered up her tracks pretty well! She dares to steal him from you!"
"Sis, what do you think I should do? I still have a daughter.Even if I marry another man, they will look down upon me." Carrie was anxious.
Connie scolded her, "I told you aren't mature enough.You came back for more than two months and brought back the baby of Cory.You still haven't won over Cory, but Christina, the divorced woman, was married to Patrick."
Connie sounded jealous.
"Do you think I didn't mention the issue of the marriage registration certificate with Cory? I said it several times.He always asks me to slow down, and he doesn't look pleasant every time.Sis, didn't you teach me not to be too strong against men? I am afraid I would force him into a corner.’’ Carrie shook Connie's arm and begged, "Sis, stop that.You have to give me some advice."
"You are really useless."
Connie looked arrogant and said in a smug tone.
"Back then, even Christina's mother was the eldest lady of the Eisenhower Family, I still chase her away.What was Christina? She was stubborn and could not please anyone.Neither Mrs.Dickens nor her father liked her.She had no one to help her.I think Christina is easy to deal with."
As Connie spoke, she paused for a moment.
A sinister look flashed in her eyes and she said inexplicably, "The most valuable thing about Christina now is her unborn child.You just…”
Carrie's eyes widened slightly at her sister Connie's words.
"Does, does this work?" Carrie got a little scared.
"What if..."
Connie said with a cold face and abetted, "What are you afraid of? Don't say I didn't teach you.If you're not ruthless enough, you won't be able to get anything.’’
Connie walked out and immediately moved closer to Donald with a flattering smile, calling him to have a meal as a considerate wife.
Carrie stood at the door, clutching the phone with her right hand.
Her heart beating wildly.
All of a sudden, she lowered her head and touched the screen with her fingers.
Soon, the video was forwarded to another account.
The phone vibrated with a message notification on the locks screen.
"Patrick, you just received an unfamiliar message.’’
At this time, Charles, who was in the VIP ward on the ninth floor of the hospital, called out to the man in the bathroom, "Just like the photo sent last time, it was also sent by an anonymous card.’’
Patrick changed his clothes and came out of the bathroomina neat shirt and trousers.
He looked lazily at Charles sitting opposite and instead urged, "Hurry down and check out"
Charles saw that he didn't take the new message to heart at all, and Charles didn't care much.
He just said with a smug smile, "Oh, Patrick, is it true that you miss her so much in a short period of time? Christina has been left out by you for two days, so you can't wait to go back to the hotel to see her now.’
Patrick was allergic to mangos.
The doctor asked him to stay in the hospital and get the injection.
He was so angry.
It was all Christina's fault for drinking milk tea in mango flavor.
Charles laughed with more withering sarcasm at the thought of Christina's depressed look.
"Patrick, I told Christina that you don't want to see her for the past two days.She was very disappointed at the time and promised that she would never covet you and would never steal a kiss from you again.Hahaha..."
Seeing that Charles was laughing so loudly, Patrick really wanted to punch him in the face.
However, Patrick was not angry.
Instead, he imagined Christina's pleading expression and felt like laughing for some reason.
The two walked side by side, preparing to leave to the hospital lobby on the first floor.
But just at the gate to the hospital lobby, a young man who had crossed paths with Patrick was watching a video on his cell phone.
"I think the real reason why this video went viral is that the woman is hot.Look at her figure through the wet clothes.Damn, she turned me on..."
The young man grinned as he chatted with his friend via WhatsApp and watched the hot video again.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
Suddenly the young man shouted warily.
His phone was snatched by Patrick, and the young man couldn't get it back even he stretched his hand as Patrick was 1.85 meters tall.
But when he saw Patrick's gloomy face, he was scared.
Feeling something went wrong, Charles frowned and approached Patrick, trying to ask what was going on.
All of a sudden, Patrick's face darkened and he threw the phone fiercely on the polished marble floor of the hospital lobby as if trying to endure some outburst of temper.
He quickly took out his cell phone and clicked on the anonymous message he had just received.
Patrick glared fiercely at the man and woman on the screen.
Suddenly, he grabbed the phone tightly and walked back to the hospital...
"Patrick, what happened?" Charles didn't know what was going on, so he went to catch up.
The young man angrily grabbed Charles's arm, bawling at him to demand compensation.
"Pay back my phone! You stole my phone and destroyed it.Now you even want to run away!"
"How much do you want? Name a price!"
Charles sensed that something was wrong with Patrick and was not in the mood to pay attention to the guy.
He just shouted at the guy.
But that was a bad word to others, and the young man was furious and spat out, "Don't take it for granted that I'm afraid of you because you have some money.I'm going to call the police.You can't leave.’’
Charles got held up by the guy and couldn't leave for a moment. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.
He looked anxiously at Patrick's back as he left.
‘‘What happened? He looked really angry” Patrick kept pounding the button of six of the elevator.
When the door of the elevator clanked open again, he went straight to one of the wards.
Bang! The door of the ward was pushed open by him, and the woman in the ward was scared to look up at the door.
‘‘Patrick?’’ Christina was dressed in a hospital gown, looking pale and weak.
She was very surprised to see the man in front of her.
However, compared to her surprised expression, she noticed that he was a little strange.
He seemed to be very angry.
"Patrick, how did you know I was hospitalized?"
She got a warm feeling in her heart.She had been in a coma for more than 10 hours.She had just woken up and had not had time to tell him what had happened.
He appeared as soon as she opened her eyes.
"Everyone knows you're in the hospital.How can I not know?"
He didn't usually like to talk.
This time, he looked into her eyes and said something in a suppressed voice.
"Miss Dickens, you're awake."
At this time, the nurse outside the ward came in with a smile.
She changed her a new injection.
She didn't forget to say, "Miss Dickens, although saving people is very important, you have to take care of yourself"
Christina was still a little confused.
She looked at the nurse in front of her and then turned to Patrick standing at the end of the bed.She didn't understand.
Christina was even more confused.
"Last night, I."
"When you were sent here last night, you had a high fever of 39.6 degrees.Now that you jumped in the river in the middle of the winter, you catch a cold.Then you swam so quickly that caused your sudden physical disorder, so you fainted..." The nurse said earnestly.
"Our director just diagnosed.He said the baby was only about seven weeks old.
You jumped into the river last night, and the baby couldn't take it..."
When Christina heard this, her face turned pale and her right hand caressed her flat abdomen.
"Then, my baby...’’
"The seven-week baby is very fragile.You are a mother now.You should pay much attention to yourself.The fetus was affected so much that it was almost gone."
The nurse said in a warm voice.
Seeing that her face was getting paler, she comforted her, "Now you have to keep the baby well.Don't do this again""
"No need for keeping!"
The man who had been standing behind the hospital bed suddenly said coldly.
Patrick stepped forward, glaring at the woman on the bed.
His voice was cold and he gave his order word by word.
"Abort the baby.There's no need to keep it!"
Christina's lips trembled at his cold words.
"Patrick, I, I don't..."
"Christina, who do you think you are to refuse?"
Patrick strode to the hospital bed.
He pressed on her shoulders and pinned her down on the bed, unable to move.
His gaze was distant and indifferent.
He scolded with a cold voice, "Christina, do you ever take the baby in your belly seriously? Do you ever care about it? You almost killed it over and over again.You didn't take it as a life at all.You just think it is a burden -"
"I don't!"
She retorted weakly with a pale face.
‘‘I don't take it as a burden, I just...at that time, I don't have any choice..” Patrick released her in disgust and was even angrier at the sight of the guilt in her eyes.
"There are so many women who want to give birth for me.This child is just an accident.I don't want it now! And you, Christina, you don't have the right..."
"Abort her baby!"
With heavy footsteps, he walked out of the ward and slammed the door shut.
Only his cold voice echoed in the stifling room...
[ I don't want it now, and you, Christina, you don't have the right...]
[Abort her baby...]
Christina was like a puppet, lying on the bed motionless, staring blankly at the white ceiling of the ward.
This child was such a big accident for her.
It changed her life, and she didn't want to marry Patrick.
She never wanted to meet a man like him...
Without it, she could return to her normal life...
She tried to convince herself not to be too sad, to convince herself that she was not from the same world as him...
"Miss Dickens, please follow us to the operating room...’’
When the door was opened again, two men in white gowns came in and spoke in a cold voice.
She looked at them, trembling involuntarily, and slowly got up from the bed.
With a complicated expression on her face, she yanked the needle out of her hand.
"No!"
With a hoarse voice, she pushed the two men away and ran out the door in fear…