Ingford in July is stiflingly hot and irritating.
Alina Hughes in the doorway of the study shivered all over.
Her palms, trembling, as she covered her bulging belly, her breathing uncontrollably rapid.
The conversation between the two inside the study continued.
"I didn't expect her condition to deteriorate at this juncture."
The man took two heavy puffs of his cigarette, "How many more times will have to work?"
"About three times, but it's no longer useful to just draw Alina's blood, only a bone marrow transplant will help."
As a doctor, Nova Turner couldn't bear it either, but had to force Caleb Collins to make a choice for the sake of his patients.
"But, if the operation carries out, you will definitely not be able to keep your baby."
"Even if you can barely keep it, it will become deformed or mentally retarded because of the drugs, and Alina's life will be in danger, so think carefully."
The study was very quiet.
Alina looked nervously at the man through the doorway, only to see the man press the cigarette butt into the ashtray. He uttered before being silent for a moment, "Get rid of the child."
Coldly he said, "Arrange for the operation as soon as possible."
Alina's pupils tightened and her body trembled violently.
She could no longer hear anything at this moment.
She turned and fled to her room, locking the door.
She rushed into the bathroom, took off the pajamas she was wearing and looked at her back through the mirror.
Her smooth back was full of dense needle holes, and piercing bruises around the needle holes, that was the situation bruises caused by the lack of pressure after pulling the needle.
She covered her mouth in horror and sobbed tremulously.
Since she's been pregnant, she's never bathed herself, her husband bathed her, so she's never bothered to pay attention to her back.
Her mind flashed back to his perversions during this time.
It turns out that the tenderness that moved her was all fake.
No wonder she always felt tired during this time, and always slept heavily at night.
It turns out it was because someone came to draw her blood every night after she went to sleep.
So, he married her, not because of love at all.
Rather, it was to take her blood and then her life.
Alina was holding her nine-month-old belly.
The child was soon to be born.
She would never allow anyone to hurt her child.
In the evening, at the dinner table, the man's face was indifferent, but not as cold as in the study.
He served her a bowl of soup with his own hands.
"You are weak, drink it."
After being married, Caleb has always spoken to her in a commanding tone, and she seems to have long since gotten used to obeying.
But this time, Alina's hand with the fork stopped.
She looked to the man who had been married to her for two years. At the moment his tenderness was as intoxicating to her as a drug, but it was the source that took her life.
He said the child had to be disposed of.
Alina jerked up that the soup bowl was slammed on the floor by her, like their marriage, split.
The warm soup stained the man's pants.
Caleb was suddenly furious, and the next second, he quickly suppressed his temper.
He soothingly touched her forehead, "What's wrong? Do you want Nova to come over?"
"Come and get Nova to draw my blood?"
For a while, the surroundings were very quiet.
Alina bit her lip, held back the tears in her eyes, and glared hard at Caleb.
She was waiting for him to give her an explanation.
She was dragged to him, who always treated her with the roughest movements.
His disguised gentleness had disappeared, "You know it?"
Her neck was pinched hard by him, "Then you should be clear about your situation, you can only cooperate with our actions."
Yeah, she never had a choice in front of him.
The Collins family is a top-tier family with huge business assets.
No one has ever dared to stop what he wants to do, no one can stop it.
Alina saw his cold eyes, and her tears could no longer be controlled.
She was suffocating for breath, her neck was in his grip, and she was blushing with pain.
Caleb saw her pale and let go of her as soon as he could, saying grimly, "Now that you know all about it, think about what compensation you want and I'll satisfy you as much as I can."
He left without looking back, while she was pushed against the wall and fell to the floor.
Compensation?
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