Love they say is a beautiful thing, but that wasn't entirely true. It wasn't for Gianna, who couldn't understand why her good life suddenly became so terrible. She got disfigured after undergoing an abortion. Her career and reputation were ruined as a result. Gianna's perfect life only began to go downhill after she met Elliot. That son-of-a-devil appeared out of nowhere and swept her off her feet. In no time, he broke her heart into many pieces. Her life was now in ruins, but he was nowhere to be found. Love was definitely not for Gianna!
"Sorry, the number you have dialed is unavailable right now. Please try your call later."
I, Gianna Crawford, sat on a chair in the consultation room of the hospital. The doctor sat opposite me, patiently waiting for me.
Since my first attempt couldn't get through, I hung up and tried calling my husband, Elliott Crawford, again.
After a few rings, the phone was finally answered. I was about to say something when a familiar female voice came through from the other end of the line. "Hello? Who's this?"
I immediately hung up and heaved a deep sigh. I couldn't be mistaken. That was Olivia Tucker's voice. Was she back?
"How is it?" asked the doctor.
His voice brought me back to my senses. I forced a smile and answered with some difficulty, "No one's answering."
The doctor felt helpless. He had no choice but to give up and leave the ward.
I put down my phone, letting my sadness drown me. I wished my call was not answered. I never wanted to hear that woman's voice on Elliott's phone.
Two years ago, Elliott's grandfather, Lorenzo Crawford, suffered from myocardial infarction. While he was in the hospital bed, he forced Elliott to marry me. Elliott was unwilling to do it but still married me for his sake. He just ignored me in the past two years. But now that Lorenzo was gone, I knew I should already expect the worst.
At this moment, I heard the voices of several nurses outside, and it interrupted my thoughts.
"Is her husband here?"
"Not yet. Actually, she has been waiting for a long time."
"I feel sorry for her. She got into a car accident, but no one came."
"She is pregnant and got into a car accident, but her husband doesn't show up. Doesn't he even care about the baby?"
When I heard this, I was sure they were talking about me.
I lowered my head and caressed my belly. I was six weeks pregnant with Elliott's child. We had sex only once a month ago.
The first time I discovered I was pregnant, I wanted to have an abortion. How could I let my child grow up in an environment with no love?
But the doctor told me that with my physical condition, I shouldn't have an abortion. My life would be in danger.
I touched my belly gently. At the thought that there was a life inside me, I figured out something.
This was my child. I didn't get care and love from the father, but it didn't mean I couldn't love my child. I swore that I would love my child more, even if it was very likely my child wouldn't be loved by the father.
I looked down at my injured leg caused by the car accident. Somehow, I felt a little lucky. Fortunately, my child was safe after the accident. Otherwise, I would be very sad.
Elliott still didn't show up. It only proved that he didn't love me at all. But should I be surprised? After all, he loved someone else and was forced to marry me. She was the one he loved deeply. And she was the reason why he was indifferent to me.
If Elliott found I was pregnant, he would definitely force me to have an abortion. After all, my existence was an obstacle to him. How would he care about me and our child?
I couldn't lose my child, so I couldn't let Elliott know I was pregnant.
My wound was not serious, so I was discharged from the hospital on the same day. The doctor even sent me to the gate.
"Is your husband coming to pick you up?" He looked at me with a complicated expression.
I smiled and answered, "I can take a taxi. Thank you for sending me out."
The doctor felt helpless. "Okay, take care of yourself."
I was about to say goodbye when my eyes suddenly stopped at a place outside the hospital building. Elliott was here.
His tall figure, handsome face, and superior appearance attracted many passers-by. He strode toward us.
The doctor turned to me and asked, "Is he your husband?"
I looked at him sideways and replied, "Yes."
As soon as Elliott approached me, he frowned slightly and said, "Your leg looks fine."
When he didn't answer my call just now, I sent him a message. He must have read it, but he refused to show up earlier.
The doctor looked at Elliott and asked, "Are you her husband?"
Elliott didn't answer.
Maybe his indifferent attitude irritated the doctor. He said angrily, "What's wrong with you? She had a car accident. Why didn't you care at all? Do you know that your wife is..."
I suddenly realized that the doctor was about to tell Elliott I was pregnant. I panicked, not knowing what to do.
I am the most talented doctor, the genius artist, the most famous jeweler designer, and I am going to be the richest one, making Conor, the king of a super powerful family, lose his crown… Conor was hunt down me for six years because I raped him. No, because he raped me. It didn't matter anyway. Since be selling by my father, I was gonna be Conor's fake wife. The noble people thought I would be a disgrace to their family since I was the mentally handicapped. What fuck! When I was going to be gotten rid of as rubbish, a baby boy showed up and called me mom. Conor gaped at baby boy since the baby boy just looked like child version of him. Conor sheathed in my body, moaning, “Don’t hide from me. Tell me everything, sweetheart.” I blinked, grinning, “Our baby girl also misses her daddy.” Conor, "…"
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