Violette lay in bed and closed her eyes. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. She cried until her eyes were puffy and her voice was hoarse.
To make up for his mistake, Hans changed his attitude and treated Violette as he had before. He gave her many gifts and asked Violette's favorite restaurant to send her favorite food to her hospital room every day until she recovered.
A few days later. While waiting for Hans to pick her up, Violette walked around the hospital. She sighed enviously as she watched a pregnant woman being taken for a checkup by her husband.
She rubbed her stomach, and the pain stabbed her again. Her child was gone. She still remembered the pain when the fetus was removed from her body.
Violette took a deep breath and turned to return to her room, but bumped into someone who had just come out of the obstetric examination room.
"Ouch!"
Violette froze when she saw who was coming out of the examination room.
"What a coincidence to run into you, Violette!" Irene smiled. "Why are you here?"
Violette looked around for Hans, but only Irene was there. This was unusual because Hans was always by Irene's side.
"I should be the one asking why you're here alone and out of the examination room..." Violette's breath caught slightly when she looked toward the obstetric examination room.
Irene followed Violette's gaze and smiled proudly. "As you can see, I'm having my pregnancy checked.”
Then she picked up the papers that had fallen on the floor when Violette bumped into her.
"Look, these are my pregnancy ultrasound results. I'm three months pregnant." She pointed to the ultrasound image of Violette and stroked her stomach. "This is my baby with... Hans. Isn't it beautiful? Hans always wanted a cute little daughter. He hopes this baby is a little girl."
Violette's eyes were fixed on the ultrasound image in her hand. It was painful to see that, while she had just lost her baby.
Irene was very shameless. She was carrying the child of the Lombardi siblings. Violette looked at her with disgust.
Irene watched her, as if waiting for a devastated reaction on Violette's face.
But Violette was indifferent, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing her pain.
"Oh."
"Oh?" Irene followed Violette's words in disbelief. "You should be sensible and divorce Hans!"