Chapter 2

Ethan Thorne didn’t return until late into the night.

Dragging my body, which was steadily leaking blood, I painstakingly crawled to the door.

I looked up and saw Ethan’s secretary, Mark Stevens, leaning against the wall, his eyes as cold as ice.

“Please… call a doctor… my baby… my baby is dying…”

I reached out to grab his pant leg, my fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

Mark kicked my hand away, his disgust practically dripping from his eyes.

“All the doctors in the hospital have been called by Mr. Thorne to treat Miss Davis. Madam should just wait patiently here.”

The blood beneath me flowed more and more, and my stomach felt like it was being sliced by a dull knife, twisting with spasms of pain.

“I’m about to give birth! What kind of injury could she possibly have that’s more important than a woman giving birth?!”

He sneered.

“Madam, you didn’t know? Last night, Mr. Thorne had quite a session with Miss Davis, and her private parts were severely torn. Mr. Thorne was heartbroken and immediately ordered all doctors to stay by her side without leaving.”

“You… said what?”

My mind went blank with a buzz, as if I’d plunged into an ice-cold abyss. The excruciating pain in my stomach couldn't even overpower the suffocating tightness in my chest.

I clutched his pant leg tightly, pleading humbly.

“Please call Ethan Thorne. Tell him to come see me and the baby, even if just for a moment…”

“Don’t bother, Madam.”

Mark’s voice was chilling.

“With Miss Davis, a beauty, in his arms, why would Mr. Thorne care about you? You and this child, if you don’t die, just bear it. If you do, it’s what you deserve.”

His words were like a sharp knife slicing into my heart.

Yes, Ethan Thorne wouldn’t care about me.

He was completely consumed by Sophia now, so how could he possibly come save me?

I opened my mouth, wanting to say more.

But the severe blood loss made my vision suddenly go black, and I completely passed out.