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5. The Baby Is Gone

Author: Chin-nua
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-05 11:56:30

~Ivy

"No, no, Lysander.... you can't do this! Please, Xander" I said, shaking my head slowly, my voice timid as usual. I have to do everything in my power to stop Lysander from doing this, otherwise I lose my baby.

Lysander walked close to me and loosened the rope he used to tie me up. While he was doing this, his thick voice said "Be an obedient girl and get this transfusion done, only then will I consider sparing your life, Ivy!"

He loosened the rope and stepped back from me. Still not heading on with this plan, I stood up angrily. Gazing at Mr Yaren, I took my attention to Lysander's face. Walking closer to him, I am more than determined to convince him not to do this no matter how he'd eventually scold me.

"Mr Yaren, take her away!" Lysander said, Mr Yaren hesitant at first. Immediately Mr Yaren wanted to touch me, so I raised my left hand- implying to him not to touch me. Then I turned to Lysander "You don't want to believe that Cameil is lying? At least you can believe our family doctor when she says that I should back out from any surgical activities..."

I searched my pockets as I was wearing trousers, looking for my phone.

Bringing out my phone, I attempted to call Mr Karen but Lysander dragged the phone from my hand instantly! I yelped in fear before looking up at him.

"I said I'll spare you if you transfuse your blood to Cameil, yet, you're here claiming rights!" Lysander yelled, his voice filled with anger.

"I am sorry Lysander but I can't do this. Not for Cameil, at least not for her fake unborn child..."

"I am asking you to do this and you have no option but to respect whatever I say!"

"I'm Pregnant, Lysander! I am three weeks pregnant with your child. The doctor advised me to stay away from transfusion, doing this is a way of endangering my child's life!" My voice echoed in the silent scene, Lysander staring at me with all his eyes puffed out. He wouldn't stop staring at me, finding it difficult to believe me.

I don't know what moved me into telling Lysander the whole truth but I had to do this for him and our unborn child.

"I have every proof to show that I am three weeks pregnant for you, Xander..." I added, my voice seizing to stop stammering. Thankfully, I had the pregnancy report with me moments ago, so I just brought it out from my pocket and handed it over to Lysander who was still silent.

"Have a look at them, Xander! I am pregnant indeed!" I said, an unwavering smile swimming on my face

As I handed Lysander the pregnancy report, his face transformed into a mask of fury. His eyes, once bright and warm, turned into two blazing embers, burning with intense anger. As I handed Lysander the pregnancy report, his face transformed into a mask of fury. The skin on his forehead creased into deep furrows, and his jaw clenched so tightly that the muscles in his face seemed to quiver with rage.

"What could be wrong?" I raised from myself but the next thing that happened, Lysander raised the paper to my face.

"You're pregnant, huh?" He started tearing the pregnancy report right before my eyes. My heart melted into pieces seeing how enraged Lysander was while tearing the paper, I couldn't even speak. In this marriage, Lysander makes the action. I listen and watch without judging.

"Your pregnancy doesn't freak me! In fact, I am only happy because once this transfusion is carried out, you'll lose that BASTARD inside you!" Lysander directed, burning my heart into ashes. I understand that he doesn't love me but he should have shown some sympathy for our unborn child.

This is the least I could do. Now that this Pregnancy didn't change anything, I'll have to do something myself.

"Chris! Take her to the ward!.... Mr Yaren, you know what to do next" Lysander's voice echoed and his arm man gripped me.

"No, Lysander, please don't do this to me! Please don't hurt our unborn child... This baby is ours, please stop this!" I wish I could change Lysander's mind but he wasn't even moved- his face fixed on me with his hands in his pocket while Chris took me out of the scene.

*******

3:46 PM

I opened my eyes to the blurry saturation. Where am I? I touched my belly and my unborn son flashed to my mind.

I jumped up from the bed I was lying and someone approached me immediately, trying to cool me down. Her face was blurry and I couldn't tell who she was.

I don't even want to know, what I want to know is about my precious little boy! Where is he?

"Where am I?" I said, my voice echoing in the room, which somewhat seemed like a hospital ward.

"Calm down, Mrs Steel! You're here with me in the hospital..." The lady responded but I ignored her. Everything happened so fast! The last thing I remembered was Mr Yaren injecting me so I could sleep and I am here in Mrs Karen's office.

Everything became clear and I wasted no time in grabbing Mrs Karen's clothes. "Doc, please my baby! Please check if he's okay. I just had a transfer..." I halted after seeing the Doctor's face. She wasn't happy, her face was saddened as if something wrong happened.

"Is everything okay, Doc?" I inquired, slowly getting over curious. Mrs Karen wouldn't say a word to me, making my emotions so high and my tension increasing so bad. "I hate cliffhangers, Mrs Karen! What happened?"

"I am sorry..." She stammered and handed me some documents. "We lost the baby! You had a deep blood transfusion and lost almost all the blood in your body. As a result of this, you had a miscarriage... I'm even sorry to let you know that you can't even bear a child again, Forgive me, Mrs Steel!"

Chin-nua

Hi, my beautiful readers, Thank you for reading this book up to chapter Five! I am sure you love this story, right? Please, dearies, I beg you to add my book to your library, comment with your opinion and let me know what you think about this story, especially our characters! I appreciate your time in reading this book and would love you to keep unlocking it because the Ivy you used to know will surprise you! More plot twists are coming and ultimate intimate moments are a few chapters away! Thank you so much for your time in reading this note, I love you all so much! Kisses, hugs, and roses to you all!

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Precy
Exciting plot…… Hope things will end well to d aggrieved character.
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Delight
Doctors don’t perform transfusions like that. Never take that much. Medical facts!!! Oh my! This is stupid!
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Chin-nua
Thank you so much, Riza! Do hope you enjoy more of this ...
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