Chapter 4

The older technician in front nodded politely as he greeted me.

I had just opened my mouth when Martin cut me off. "There's no serious problem. My wife has been emotionally unstable since giving birth, and she has developed some misunderstandings about the android. You can go."

The younger technician said, "But according to company policy, we are required to inspect the android before we can close the report."

Ruby suddenly spoke up in an innocent voice. "Of course. I've been serving this household according to my programming. The madam simply seems to have misunderstood me."

She walked over to the technicians without the slightest sign of panic.

Five minutes later, the older technician checked the results and reported to me. "We're not detecting any abnormalities."

Ruby then said, "There never was anything wrong with me. The madam has postpartum depression and keeps taking it out on me."

Nothing had gone as I expected. The moment no one was watching, I grabbed Samson and ran.

When I reached the garage, I suddenly realized that Martin had put Ruby in charge of everything in the house. He had even given her my car keys.

Samson's breathing and heartbeat were growing weaker. I had no choice but to run into the street and try to flag down a car. The tearing between my legs worsened until blood ran down my legs and soaked my dress.

The drivers took one look at me and not one of them dared to stop.

As I struggled toward the hospital, a familiar car suddenly drove straight at me. I jumped out of the way, but the fall scraped me in several places, drawing blood. I also felt a piercing pain shoot through my leg.

Through the windshield, I saw Ruby's mocking sneer. She mouthed the words, "This is what you get for telling someone to inspect me."

She then drove away with a cold laugh.

Torrential rain poured over me and dripped from my hair onto Samson. I held him as tightly as I could and struggled all the way to the hospital.

When I arrived, I caught my reflection in the glass. I could hardly believe the filthy, drenched woman who looked like a fleeing beggar was me. "Doctor, please save my baby…"

The doctor looked at me and said, "You look like you need treatment even more than he does."

At my insistence, the doctor examined Samson first. Then he sighed and shook his head. "His fever hasn't broken. He has acute pneumonia, and being out in the cold made things worse. He's barely hanging on and his chances of survival are very low... Even if we save him, he may suffer severe cognitive impairment."

I grabbed the doctor in despair and pleaded, "Please, doctor. Save my baby first. No matter what happens, I won't give up on him!"

I was crouching outside the emergency room when Martin suddenly arrived with Ruby. He clicked his tongue when he saw how filthy I was. "Do you have any idea what would happen if the media saw you looking like this?"

All I could do was roar at him, heartbroken. "Martin! Our son is fighting for his life because you refused to believe me repeatedly and kept letting Ruby do whatever she wanted!"

Ruby covered her mouth. "But I took care of the baby according to my programming, and he was clearly improving at home. Maybe the madam made it worse by taking him out into the rain."

Furious, I raised my hand. "Then who tried to run me over to stop me from getting here?!"

Martin caught my wrist before I could touch her. "The technicians from Syntek Robotics already said there's nothing wrong with Ruby. Do you have any proof of what you're saying? She's an android, but that doesn't make her your punching bag."

A man in a suit suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor. The two technicians from earlier followed respectfully behind him.

He scoffed. "Who said there's nothing wrong with Ruby?"