From The Grave: The Ex-Wife's Vengeance

Mira opened her eyes to find herself in a strange room that had been painted with a sickeningly pale color.

She clutched her head and squeezed her eyes shut as she attempted to recall the reason why she was in that place.

After she came to the realization the predicament she was in, she started looking for him right once, but to her dismay, she couldn't find Lawrence anywhere.

She was quite upset about this. She's in the hospital and Lawrence abandoned her all alone.

Mira then put her hand on the top of her abdomen and pondered the source of the severe discomfort that had forced her to pass out.

"Was it because I have an ulcer in my stomach?"

When Lawrence left the divorce papers, which must have been the precipitating event, she began skipping meals on a regular basis.

Mira prayed to herself in silence that her health wasn't in a critical state so that she could leave this place sooner rather than later.

The door was flung open, and a lady in a white coat walked in with a wry smile that was full with compassion.

"Mrs. Wilson, how are you feeling? Do you still have discomfort in the bottom part of your abdominal area? By the way, my name is Dr. Carroll, and I work as an OB-Gyn at this medical facility." The woman's words were pleasant to hear.

"I feel much better, doctor. I am grateful that you have attended to my needs. May I know what just happened? Am I experiencing an ul-"

Mira was rendered speechless after suffering the sting of self-awareness. Suddenly, she felt a wave of extreme terror wreak destruction on the inside of her, and she saw that her vision was becoming cloudy once again.

The doctor broke into a comforting look as she realized that the patient had picked up on some aspect of her condition.

"Mrs. Wilson, you don't need to be anxious. Your baby, which was four weeks old and was still very attached to your womb when it was able to live. On the other hand, what occurred previously was a brief reprieve. If you had arrived at the hospital just a few minutes later, the life of your child would have been in deep trouble.”

“Your pregnancy is fragile, and as a result, you should take extreme precautions and refrain from engaging in intense physical activities as well as those that might be harmful to your mental and psychological well-being. You and your baby are both in excellent health as of this moment; nevertheless, in order to ensure both your and your baby's general wellness, you will need to comply with my recommendations and go through a series of check-ups over the following several months. If you'll pardon me," Dr. Caroll beseeched her goodbye and then departed, which completely disturbed her.

Mira was experiencing a wide range of feelings, but the one that stood out above the others was affection.

Although, her unborn baby was still in the beginning stages of its development and does not yet have a fully formed structure, her love for the baby was currently at an all-time high.

She believed that being pregnant was something she had to do simply out of responsibility, a link to keep Lawrence from leaving.

But now that she knew that a life was developing inside of her, she felt a surge of love inside of her; love that was greater than even her love for herself at the time.

Now, all she wanted to do was tell Lawrence, the man she loved, and the child's father, who would love her child the same way she would, about this wonderful gift. She was aware of how much Lawrence yearned to have a child that was his own, even if it's not with her

So this unexpected miracle that God had provided by giving her tresses in the midst of such desperation, she was certain that her circumstances would eventually improve. Her agonized cries will be replaced by tears of happiness at this point.

"I will do all in my capability to ensure that you, my child, would be happy and loved. That you will have a beautiful, loving and healthy family in its entirety." Mira did a happy little rubdown on her tummy.

Mira admitted to having an out of the ordinary amount of excitement upon waking up the next day.

It had been the first morning in what seemed like many years that she had woken up with such a strong desire to get started living, as if her life had all of a sudden discovered a new meaning.

When she glanced at her stomach with awe and adoration, she realized the primary reason for this inexhaustible source of happiness.

"Honey, it's been a while. How was your sleep." Mira greeted her unborn child, in a calming manner while devoutly stroking her tummy.

As both she and her baby were determined to be in stable condition after their medical evaluations, the attending physician had already informed her that she would be released from the hospital today.

In addition to that, another thing that made her happy was the fact that she would be telling Lawrence about this good news.

Mira immediately dressed herself up, and the hospital was kind enough to supply her with some comfortable clothing to wear.

Someone opened the door for her as she was ready to turn the knob to go, so she didn't have to. They did it from the outside.

And she had no idea that she would run into this person at this time.

"M-Ma'am Deborah? W-What in the world are you doing in this place?" Mira questioned in utter disbelief.

The old lady just fixed her gaze on Mira in question before moving on to take a seat without providing a response to the remark.

“Please take a seat woman. There's something really urgent I want to speak to you about." The serious statement was made by Deborah.

Mira obeyed her instruction unwillingly in the futile hope that this unpleasant and unnecessary discussion would finish more quickly.

"Well, let me get straight to the point, Ms. Saunders. Are you really pregnant?" Deborah inquired, raising both eyebrows in a questioning manner.

Mira was taken aback and silently thought, "How did she manage to figure it out so quickly?" Mira wanted to let Lawrence know the news before anybody else found out about her situation.

"Then, what exactly does it mean to you? You already knew That Lawrence and I will finalize our divorce soon. You have lost all authority to tell me what I ought to do and what not to do. You have no right to do so." Mira was able to respond in a bold manner.

Deborah gave her a sneering grin and looked down at her with an arrogant expression.

"You are fully aware that my son will soon wed the woman who has been the love of his life, correct? As his mother, all I ever wanted was for him to be happy, and I would do everything and anything in my power to remove any barriers that would stood in the way of his achieving that." She said, stressing each of the words that she had just pronounced.

"W-wait, what are you trying to say?" When Mira questioned it, apprehension began to develop inside her.

"Get an abortion on that baby." The wicked lady offered a snappy response.

In utter disbelief, Mira let out a startled shriek. Since that time, she was aware that the lady was a cruel person; nonetheless, what the woman had just stated at this very moment was completely unethical.

"Ma'am, are you quite certain that you are, in fact, a human being?" Mira spoke sharply.

"I take that you are a mother as well, right? How could you bare to speak such awful things without being sickened to your stomach and throwing up blood? I will protect my child and myself from your despicable behavior! I hope you languish alone in hell!" She yelled at the top of her lungs, infuriated.

The face of Deborah distorted in a manner that was both horrible and inexplicable, yet she was able to keep her lips shut while balling up her frail fist in wrath.

"Ms. Mirabel Saunders, I am going to make an exception for this matter, right this time. If that is what you want to do, I will accept to let you retain the baby as long as you fulfill one condition. Please sign the divorce papers right away so that my son may experience joy for the first time in his life. If you genuinely loved him, you would only want what is best for him, considering that he was shackled to a miserable life while he was in your care for three years.”

"Is that all Ma'am? Okay then, consider it as done. I will sign those papers."

The conversation was grabbed a hold by Deborah who have said, "I have another option for you."

"It may seem impossible, but I will assist you in healing your marriage to Lawrence in the chance, once you decide to get an abortion and begin a new life. If you do decide to do so, I have opted to assist you rather than continue working with Lindsey's family, thus I will end our cooperation. I will now allow you to live in peace together with my son, and you are free to decide whether or not you would want to start the process of having another child. I would even be willing to compensate you for the harm that I have caused." Deborah persuaded desperately.

Mira chuckled in a disrespectful manner as she thought, "Who does this aged witch think she was fooling?"

She was certain that her second proposal was nothing more than a childish plot that she had conceived up on the fly of the moment.

Her fear for the unborn child that was developing inside of Mira drove Deborah to the edge of madness.

She was petrified that the news that Lawrence was about to become a father might make his heart grow fonder toward Mira.

"Okay. Is that all? Are you done now? Did you really believe that I am such a dim-witted whore that you could deceive with poisonous sweet promises? I may well have finished at the top of my class, but I won't lie and say that the love I have for your son didn't save me from falling behind academically for those three years.”

“Nevertheless, given that I am a mother now, my baby gets priority over anything else, and the possibility of getting together with your violent son is no longer on my mind.”

“Today, I will sign the documents so that you may have peace of mind about the situation. I promise that I won't continue to be a bother to your family, so please don't bother my baby or me. If you'll allow me, Mrs. Wilson." Mira intoned her goodbye with a heavy heart but a triumphant feeling in her gut as she left the aged woman's lips in an awkward position.

She could feel the surge of courage coursing through her veins, the kind of gallantry that only mothers are capable of having in their efforts to save their offspring.

Mira kept her promise and brought the divorce papers to Deborah, who was fuming with rage as a result of the passionate talk that she and Mira had just had.

That was the first time that she had been insulted in such a manner, and the feeling of contempt that she was experiencing made her stomach churn.

Deborah furiously uttered, "Shameless! Ungrateful! A useless human being!" as she put Mira's name as the sender in the box that was to be delivered to Lawrence's workplace.

"You'll certainly pay big time for this, bitch!"

After that, she made the call to his son's lovely fiancée. Deborah welcomed her with a smile and said, "Hey, sweetie! Where are you?"

Lindsey's enthusiastic response on the other end of the line to her future mother-in-law's call was, "Hello mom, I'm here at the flower shop. I am selecting flowers to be used in the wedding decorations."

"Oh dear! You shouldn't worry too much about things like that. The wedding planner should be allowed to perform her job."

"I'm sorry, but I can't. The wedding is a momentous event, and I want everything about it to go off without a hitch." Excitedly, she stated her opinion.

"By the way, Mother, did anything take place that I need to be aware of?"

"All right, I have some news. One is excellent, while the other is not quite as good. Choose the one that you would like to hear first from the options." Deborah stated pleasantly.

"Then, I'll have the good news first, mom!" Lindsey smiled with excitement.

"Well then, if that's the case. So the divorce papers were already signed by Mira."

The woman on the other line yelled, "Oh my goodness!" when she heard what the other woman had said. "Oh my goodness, I'm going to cry, Mom."

With exasperation, the elderly lady spoke the following phrase: "I don't want to burst your bubbles yet, but I have another bit of news, right? It was the unpleasant one. So?"

Due to the awkward pause that ensued between them, it can safely be assumed that Deborah has already revealed everything.

"Are you serious with that Mom? Mira is pregnant?"

"Mom, no! No fucking way!" Lindsey let out a wild shriek, which caused the elderly lady to recoil in disdain.

After that, Lindsey engaged in some melodramatic behavior, seeming to be on the edge of losing it.

"Settle down, remain calm, would you?" The subdued tone of Deborah.

"I had already confronted her, and she swore that from today, she would never again bother you and Lawrence," she added.

"Don't let it affect you at all, my sweetheart. I will personally see to it that all of the necessary arrangements for your wedding are made in a timely manner. Absolutely nothing or anybody could stand in the way of that, and if they do, I would do all in my power to wipe them out." The determined grasp that Deborah had on the phone as she made her pledge was clear.

“No one will going to ruin your wedding with my son, Lindsey. Remember that!”