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Chapter 2 - Whose child?

The air was filled with the thick smell of blood. I tightly covered my mouth as I desperately rushed into the public restroom that had appeared at an unknown time. Then, I vomited large mouthfuls of blood.

There was a dim light in the public lavatory, and after vomiting, I felt a little better. I was thinking to come back tomorrow to wash away the filth, but then I realized that those things didn't seem normal.

The filth I spat out was actually an abnormal dark blood color!

It was still raining heavily outside, but my eyes were wide open and cold sweat was trickling down my cheeks.

I took a few steps back in panic, but then crashed into a cold body. I felt a cool breath on the back of my neck, and then two arms wrapped around me from behind.

His face was itchy as if his hair was brushing against it. I struggled with all my might. I was so scared that I started to cry in a low voice. "Let me go!"

"Don't be afraid."

A cold voice whispered in my ear.

What happened later that night became a blank in my memory.

The dormitory was normal and the hallway was clean. My classmates are alive and well, and there was no murder at all. Last night seemed like another nightmare.

From then on, my body continued to deteriorate, I could not eat or drink, and I was barely able to get out of bed.

My roommates forced me to go to the hospital for an examination, saying that they would drag me there if they didn't, so I didn't dare to ask them to accompany me. I clenched my teeth and went to a hospital that was far away from the school.

When I saw the results of the examination, I didn't feel good at all.

— I've been pregnant for more than two months.

The funny thing is, I'm only twenty years old, and I've never had a boyfriend in my life, yet somehow I'm pregnant with a child.

— Whose child?

"If you want to have an operation, you have to hurry up. If you keep dragging it out, it will be troublesome."

"University students nowadays, they really are."

I was scared when I walked out of the hospital. The doctor looked at me with disdain. He probably thought that I was the kind of girl who got pregnant after messing with her boyfriend. He even said a few words of sarcasm. I was angry, but there was nothing I could do.

The weather was good and the sun was warm.

But my heart was cold — I was only twenty years old, and I hadn't even been in love before. What would people think of me if they knew? The speculation, the mockery, the contemptuous looks, the whispering, just the thought of it was unbearable.

I walked out of the hospital in a daze, and then went back. My stomach is still so flat that I can't feel if I'm asleep or not. I don't know if I'm a ghost or not.

At that moment, a resolute thought appeared in my mind — I must make it disappear. I absolutely cannot let him stay even for a single second longer!

I'm a doctor, and I know what it means to women. Even if painless, can put a considerable burden on the body, and may even fall behind the root of the disease.

But now, do I have any other choice? Do I have to wait until my stomach grows bigger and bigger so that I can't hide it before I start crying and complaining to others that I was taken away in a dream and that I was mysteriously pregnant with a child?

Hehe, if I didn't experience it personally, I might not even believe it myself. In the eyes of others, it would naturally become nonsense without any reason.

I couldn't bear to lie in bed every night, unable to move, unable to bear the smell of the food, unable to bear the feeling of someone else running eight hundred meters in three minutes while I was left with half a circle more than five minutes of decadence.

I wanted to do the operation that day, but found I didn't have enough money. My living expenses are actually very tight, but even if I had to borrow money, I would send that thing away. Every moment he was inside me made me sick. He even wished he could punch himself in the stomach.

For some reason, from the moment I made up my mind, I heard the faint sound of sobbing every now and then. It was like a child crying out in grievance.

I thought I was too tired to listen and I didn't have time to think about it. As soon as I got back to my bedroom, I tucked myself in my quilt and sent a text message to the counselor asking for leave. I didn't even want to write a fake note.

It was warm, and the temperature had risen to thirty degrees Celsius. I was covered with a thick blanket, but I still felt chills and my body was so heavy that I didn't even have the strength to lift my hand.

When his roommate went to class, the room was completely silent. I slept and woke and slept, and when I woke I saw that my eyes were completely dark.

Did I sleep through the night? When I sat up, I realized that I wasn't lying on the familiar bed in the dormitory, but in an empty hall. I was surrounded by white cloth, and beneath me was the cold and hard stone floor.

There was clearly no wind, yet the white cloths were still shaking. I also felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards me, so cold that I couldn't help but hug my body tightly.

I was scared, but I couldn't help but peek around.

In an instant, my sight was attracted by something placed in the middle of the hall.

It was a huge coffin!

I was obviously very scared in my heart. I clearly wanted to escape this damn place, but my body seemed to have lost control as I slowly and mechanically approached the huge coffin.

one step, two steps

As I got closer, I began to see what was in the coffin.

There, a decayed corpse could be seen!

The corpse had almost dried up into a skeleton. However, it was wearing a white ceremonial robe with exquisite patterns embroidered on it with black lines.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that there were two tablets on the high platform beside the coffin. One of them even had my name written on it!

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed in fright and fell back, losing my balance and falling to the ground.

A black figure suddenly appeared in front of me. I was startled and subconsciously retreated backwards, but that person stepped forward and used one hand to grab onto my neck before forcefully lifting me up from the ground.

I had difficulty breathing from the pinching, but my perfect face was filled with anger. I shouted sternly, "Yan Nuo, have you gone mad? Which mother in the world would kill her own child? Why would This King marry a malicious woman like you?! "

My feet were off the ground, and I tried to beat the man's arms with my hands, but to no avail. The flawless white hand grew harder and harder, as if it wanted to strangle me to death.

Hearing those words, the grievances and hatred in my heart surged. I am clearly the victim!

With the last of my strength, I shouted, "That's not my child! It's a monster! I hate him! I hate you even more!"

This child is your bastard, not mine!

I hate this person, so what if he looks good? I clearly didn't do anything wrong, yet I still have to suffer this kind of treatment. The one in my stomach is just a monster, he shouldn't have appeared in this world from the beginning to the end!