"Elizabeth, were you serious just now? I’ve said so much, but you haven’t answered me."
"Do you want a classic wedding or something more modern?"
My voice was hoarse.
"Whatever you want. See you at the Town Hall in seven days."
I ended the call with the last bit of strength I had left.
The ward was warm, but I felt so cold. Just last night, I had only slapped Regina. Michael pretended to comfort me, but allowed someone to hurt me like that.
Was it really wrong to be angry when someone betrayed you? My hand moved to my flat belly. I bit down on my lip to stop a groan.
Eight years of marriage. I thought he loved me. But deep inside, he had always believed I was the one who caused his sister’s death.
No matter how many times I explained, he never believed me. If he didn’t love me and couldn’t forgive me, then I would walk away. With that thought, I tried to stand and prepare to transfer to another hospital. The farther away from them, the better.
But before I could move, the door opened.
Regina burst in, crying, with Michael right behind her, his face tight.
"If your wife doesn’t want this child to exist, then I’ll end it. I’ll have an abortion!"
Regina moved wildly, waving her hands to stop Michael from getting near her. In the chaos, she pulled out the hose from my IV.
Pain shot through my hand. Blood began to drip down.
Looking again, Michael had already wrapped his arms around Regina and was trying to calm her down.
"Don’t get an abortion. You know my condition. Your child might be my last chance to be a father."
As he spoke, he pulled a black card from his pocket and handed it to Regina.
"There’s 50 million on this card. Buy yourself a new bag. Please don’t get upset. It’s not good for the baby."
Regina gave a cold smile and threw the black card at my face.
"I don’t care about the charity of rich people like you. I’ve said it before, we are only partners for having a child. Don’t try to shame me by offering money. I have dignity."
The edge of the card scratched my cheek. Blood dripped onto the blanket. Only then did Michael seem to realize I was in the room. He frowned.
"Elizabeth, you’ve seen it yourself. Regina and I are only partners. She doesn’t want my money or my body."
"So stop being so petty. Once her child is born, you can be its mother. Isn’t that the same as having your own child?"