6
The moment Marcus left after that slap, his heart seized with a sudden, sharp pain.
It took a long time to ease slightly, but a chilling unease lingered, leaving him feeling weak all over.
He couldn’t even drive back to the city himself and had to call a designated driver.
For two hours on the road, Marcus felt increasingly unwell, cold sweat soaking his back.
But Lila Monroe, beside him, could do nothing but cry.
Already feeling awful, Marcus was infuriated by her constant crying and suddenly roared at her,
“Stop crying! Aren’t you annoying?!”
The young girl instantly fell silent, startled by his shout.
Lila Monroe didn’t understand what had gone wrong. Since the day Marcus started pursuing her, he had never once yelled at
her
He had always given her whatever she wanted, let her do anything she pleased.
Even when she coveted Mrs. Thorne’s prayer room, ne immediately creareu it but anu maut je hier
Just now, she had accidentally shattered the urn Mrs. Thorne was holding. She had personally seen Marcus write a hundred–million–dollar check for her compensation,
And even pulled her hand to help her get justice.
But since leaving the monastery, she could clearly feel Marcus’s growing unease, wave after wave of cold sweat, and he seemed very unwell.
She was terrified, not knowing what to do, but her tears wouldn’t stop.
She was just worried about him, yet he had yelled at her like a changed man.
Lila Monroe was petrified, curling und
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in the back seat, no longer daring to make a sound or question Marcus.
Marcus felt terrible. This feeling hadn’t surfaced in a long time, as if he was back to his most severely ill state three years ago.
He leaned back in the seat, dazed, and suddenly remembered what I had said.
“You are fated to be childless. If you force it, once the fetus fully forms
at three months, it will turn against you.”
Three months!
Counting the days, today was exactly three months since Lila Monroe became pregnant.
Marcus slowly turned his head to look at Lila’s belly, beginning to believe my words.
He immediately told the designated driver,
“Take me to Morninglight Private Hospital in the suburbs.”
Lila Monroe thought Marcus was feeling unwell and wanted to go to the hospital for treatment, but an hour later, she was directly wheeled into an operating room.
She was forcibly held down on the operating table. No matter how she struggled or pleaded, cold instruments mercilessly
entered her.
Lila Monroe could feel something leaving her body. She stared despairingly at the operating light above, her eyes losing focus.
Half an hour later, the fetus was forcibly removed.
Looking at the crimson mass of flesh and blood on the tray, Lila Monroe suddenly felt a chilling coldness spread through her body, followed by violent retching.
In the second before losing consciousness, she only heard the doctor’s horrified cry,
“Quick! Get blood from the blood bank! The patient is hemorrhaging!”
When she woke up, the strong smell of disinfectant filled the air.
The coldness in her body hadn’t entirely dissipated. Drops of red blood flowed into her body through an IV.
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Looking at the busy nurse beside her, Lila Monroe asked in a hoarse voice,
“What happened to me?”
The nurse gave her a sympathetic glance, then reassuringly patted her hand.
“My condolences.”
When she saw the words “Hysterectomy” on her medical chart, she finally understood the nurse’s words of “My condolences.”
She wanted to find Marcus and ask why, but since she was sent to the hospital that day, she hadn’t seen him again.
She asked everyone she knew who was acquainted with Marcus, but no one had any information. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.
Marcus, supporting his terribly ill body, had sent Lila Monroe into the operating room.
When he heard the doctor say the fetus had been aborted, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
He thought, *Finally, it’s done.*
He frantically dialed my number, desperate to find me.
To tell me he had listened to my words, that he no longer wanted any heirs, and from now on,
he only wanted me.
all he But no matter how many times he dialed, the mechanical voice of a woman saying the call couldn’t be connected was
heard.
He propped himself up, intending to get up and find me.
But he collapsed heavily to the floor.
