Chapter 4

Sylvia's POV

Hudson didn't come home all night.

I sat on the sofa all night without closing my eyes.

I didn't know if I was waiting for him to come home.

But as soon as dawn broke, I submitted my resignation to Mary Hospital.

My colleagues were all very regretful.

My supervisor, Mr. Cooper, tried to keep me.

"You just transferred here-why leave already? Stay one more day and say goodbye to everyone properly."

I knew the department had many patients today, so I nodded in agreement.

In the VIP suite, when Cecilia saw me enter, a flash of coldness crossed her eyes.

"Dr. Winters, we meet again."

Her voice was sickeningly sweet.

"Hudson went to pick out the newest limited edition handbag for me today. He said it's a reward for carrying his baby."

I didn't acknowledge her.

Cecilia sneered.

"Speaking of which, you and Hudson have been married five years-how come there's no movement in your belly at all?"

"Could it be that Hudson doesn't want you to get pregnant?"

I put on gloves and took out the fetal heart monitor.

"Lie down properly. This is a routine examination."

I applied coupling gel to her swollen abdomen, my movements professional and calm.

Cecilia pouted.

"Hey, Hudson treats me so well, and you're not angry at all?"

"Hudson is so bad. All these years he wouldn't let me appear in front of you. But I'm his legal wife. Our wedding was much grander than yours."

"Tell me, if I told him you wanted me to miscarry, what would he do?"

The fetal heart monitor emitted a regular, strong "thump thump" sound, showing the fetus was perfectly normal.

I quickly recorded the data, just wanting to finish as soon as possible.

But just as I was about to complete the examination, Cecilia suddenly let out a terrible scream.

She clutched her stomach desperately, screaming in terror.

"It hurts! My belly! My baby!"

I was startled.

Cecilia's eyes held cold laughter and triumph, her voice particularly piercing in the hospital room.

"Help! The doctor is trying to kill me!"

The room door burst open as medical staff rushed in at the sound.

Cecilia curled up in agony.

"Mrs. Hope, what's wrong?"

A nurse hurried forward.

"She deliberately pressed hard on my belly! She's trying to kill my baby-call my husband quickly!"

Cecilia cried heart-wrenchingly, her accusations clear and vicious.

I tried to explain.

"I didn't. I was just doing a routine examination."

Mr. Cooper spoke up for me.

"Dr. Winters is an excellent obstetrician with extensive clinical experience. She would never make a mistake during a routine examination."

But no one listened to our explanations.

Cecilia quickly dialed Hudson's number, tears streaming down her face.

"Hudson, come quickly! The attending physician pressed so hard on my belly, it hurts so much! She's trying to kill our baby, I'm so scared!"

Hudson's voice came through the phone, cold as ice.

"Don't be afraid, Cici. I'll be right there. Where are the bodyguards? You're just going to stand there and watch my wife get bullied?!"

Several burly bodyguards exchanged glances.

The next second, they grabbed me and dragged me out.

"Let go of me!" I struggled desperately, but the difference in strength was too great.

The bodyguards dragged me all the way and threw me hard to the ground.

"Mr. Hope's orders are for us to 'take good care of' Dr. Winters and help his wife vent her anger."

The lead bodyguard looked at me with sinister eyes.

"Pretty face, but too bad you offended the wrong person."

My heart sank, cold creeping up from the soles of my feet.

"What do you want to do?"

"What?"

Another bodyguard showed a disgusting smile.

"Mr. Hope only said 'punish.' He didn't say how. Such a pretty woman, it'd be a waste just to beat her up."

"We can't touch Mr. Hope's woman, but we can play with this doctor, right? Consider it venting for Mrs. Hope!"

Terror instantly seized my heart.

I looked at the men closing in, my eyes filled with despair.

"Get away! Don't touch me!"

I grabbed debris from the ground and swung it desperately, trying to resist.

But my resistance was meaningless.

One bodyguard easily knocked away what I was holding, while another violently tore at my white coat and shirt.

I screamed, humiliation and terror making my whole body tremble.

I desperately tried to protect myself, rolling on the filthy floor to dodge.

Just at this moment of despair, a sharp stabbing pain suddenly shot through my lower abdomen!

The pain came so fiercely, like a knife twisting inside, instantly draining all my strength.

I moaned in agony.

"Stop pretending!"

A bodyguard impatiently kicked me in the stomach.

But the next second, everyone froze.

Deep red blood spread from beneath me, staining the grimy floor, the bloodstain growing larger and larger, a horrifying sight.