“Take this. There's two hundred million in it. I made all this on my own, and it has nothing to do with Timothy. Take this as my repayment for what you have done for me. We're strangers from now on. As for the child, I won't use him as leverage to ask for anything. I didn't plan on having this child, anyway.”
With that said, she opened the package brutally and took out two pills before swallowing them with a mouthful of lemon water.
Water spilled on her clothes, but Johanna could not care less.
She looked at her mother with teary eyes as she put down the glass. “May you be happy and have a happy family.”
Vanessa turned away.
At that moment, the cafe door was flung open, and Timothy darted in.
He walked right over to Johanna. “Darling!” he called out in anger. “Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant?”
“There's nothing to tell you about. I don't plan on keeping it anyway,” Johanna replied calmly.
When Timothy saw that her clothes were wet, he glanced over at the table and saw the glass of water and the drug package.
He grabbed it and read the label. What?
“Did you take this? When did you take it?” Timothy interrogated, his voice shaking.
Johanna did not answer. Timothy forced open her mouth and stuck two fingers deep down her throat to induce vomit.
Johanna felt nauseous. She pushed him away but to no avail. Timothy continued until she threw up all her breakfast, but that was not enough to stop him.
When he saw that she had vomited, he went through her puke until he finally saw two undissolved pills.
“How could you be so selfish?” he roared. “I've listened to everything you said over the last four years. I did as I was told because you didn't want a child, but now that you're pregnant, you should have at least told me! I have a say in whether we're keeping this baby or not!”
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