Top Assassins Call Me The Lady Boss novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Was Nature watching?

Chapter One Hundred and Ninety- Three

The pain spiked again, blinding and sudden, coiling low and unforgiving. Her grip on the wheel tightened until her knuckles ached. Her vision tunneled, every red light, and every passing car blurring around the edges.

"No," she whispered through gritted teeth, trying to will her body to obey, to hold on. But her body had its own rules now.

Now...

Was it her baby?

A warmth spread between her legs, wet and undeniable. She froze, heart hammering in disbelief, panic rising behind the disciplined mask she had worn for so long. The realization hit her in a wave: if she was pregnant, and would not menstruate, then... she was losing the baby.

Her fingers trembled on the steering wheel. She yanked the handbrake and the car screeched to a stop again at the side of the road. She leaned her forehead against it, gasping, trying to catch a steady breath.

The world felt impossibly loud in her ears. Was it the fight?

Tears pricked her eyes, but she blinked them away. She didn’t have the luxury of collapsing, not here, not now. Her body betrayed her, and yet she remained upright, like the soldier she was to the very end.

She pressed a hand to her stomach, the warmth spreading there a cruel reminder of what she was losing. A wave of grief crashed over her, sharp and cold, but underneath it, a strange, fierce anger burned.

She swallowed hard, her throat burning as the thought clawed its way up from somewhere she didn’t want to look at. Was this nature’s verdict on her? A quiet, merciless way of saying she wasn’t meant for this... that a woman like her had no right trying to hold on to something so soft, and so fragile?

Her jaw tightened as the idea settled, heavy and cruel.

She hadn’t failed anyone before. But the life she carried was... gone?

Her breath broke as another wave of pain tore through her. She held her stomach tighter, as if she could keep what was already slipping away.

Was she that unworthy to be a mother?

The question hurt more than the pain itself. She had never asked life for mercy, never begged for a baby. And yet, when she found out she could have a baby, she had been looking forward to that.

"All my life, all I have ever done is survive, fight, endure, and follow orders. And for once, just this once, I have wanted something to call mine, and you take that away from me. If this is taken from me," she whispered, voice shaking, "does that mean I was never meant for it? Then why did you give it to me in the first place?"

The question echoed back at her, hollow and relentless.

Her grip tightened on the steering wheel. A shaky breath tore out of her chest, and somewhere between the pain and the fear, something shifted.

"What if this isn’t a punishment? What if it is a test? What if the child hasn’t been given to me to be taken away... but to see if I would fight for it?"

Her jaw set. No. She refused to believe this was the end. She had fought dangerous wars. She had survived things meant to break her.

"I’m not done," she whispered fiercely, more to herself than to anything else. "Not yet." If saving this child was the price of showing she was worthy, then she was going to do everything in her power to make him or her live. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

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