My Husband and Sister Stole my Inheritance to Start a Family

Chapter Two

I woke up but closed my eyes back when I saw Kason, Chrissy, and the doctor having a heated conversation.

“I didn’t know and i don’t care now that I do. Take the baby out, I don’t want that bastard.” Kason said coldly.

“You don’t have a choice, doctor, it’ll take nothing to ruin your career. I know about your indecent affair with one of the wives of rich patients.”

The man gasped in fear, “You….you can’t prove it.”

Chrissy laughed wickedly, “Try me, doctor, I dare you. Give her that injection now.”

Panic shot up into my system, but before I could open my eyes and scream in protest, I felt the sharp sting of the injection needle.

I yelped in pain. I opened my eyes, which were blurry and still weak. Immediately, the gut-wrenching pain exploded in my lower belly.

Kason patted my head and whispered in my ear, “There, there, it’ll be over soon.”

I shivered in disgust, wishing I had the strength to fight for myself.

The pain was so excruciating, I passed out again.

I woke up to the feeling of blood gushing out of me, I felt very weak and tired. I couldn’t even help but sit up; I looked around the hospital room to find out I was alone.

I manage to look at myself on the bed to find it heavily stained with blood. Tears spring to my eyes. Kason and Chrissy had done this.

They had taken away the only thing that would have brought me happiness, I felt disgusted at myself for how weak I was to have not fought against them.

The hospital door opens, and my mother comes in with an irritated look on her face. Chrissy had always been her favorite, and now she blamed me for the death of my father.

She drops her designer purse on the chair. “What the heck is wrong with you, Amara? How could you be so careless as to lose the baby? Chrissy called me to tell me you had a miscarriage because you’ve been heavily drinking.”

Her nose crinkles up in disgust as she sees the stained bed.

I was so tired I could hardly speak, my voice was hoarse and dry.

“Mum, it’s not true. My baby was wrongfully taken from me by…..” I couldn’t finish my statement as my voice cracked.

My head was spinning, I knew it was due to the heavy blood loss. For a split second, I saw panic flash through my mother's eyes.

And she yelled for the doctor, who came rushing in to stabilize me. I was hooked on different machines before I became mildly stable.

Instinctively, my shaking hand went to my now empty belly.

More tears poured down my cheeks.

My mother kissed her teeth in anger and picked up her purse, ready to leave. “Oh, stop the pretense, Amara, you did this to yourself. Stop playing the victim, I’m beginning to think you enjoy killing, you did this to the baby on purpose, just as you killed your Dad.”

I gasped in painful shock, hurt beyond words.

She rolled her eyes and turned to leave, “Mummy, please don’t leave me here alone, I’m scared.”

I cried.

But she didn’t respond, she only banged the door loudly behind her.

I was all alone in this world, my mother believes me to be a killer and hates me. While my sister and my husband are starting a family after ruining my reputation and life.

On the day I was finally discharged from the hospital, there was no one there to even take me home.

The nurse looked at me with sympathy, “I’m sorry ma’am, but you have to go, the doctor ordered me to take you out of here, your husband won’t foot any more bills.”

I gave a bitter laugh, the doctor couldn’t show his face after what he had helped them do.

“It’s okay, I’ll leave.” I had no choice, despite the hate and resentment I felt towards Kason. I was too weak to get back home on my own, so I called Kason to come carry me home.

I called him on a video call so he could see how weak I was and have pity on me.

But all I saw was a near-naked Chrissy in a bikini. She smiles sweetly as she says, “Oh, you’re feeling better. Sorry, Kason and I took a mini vacation to the Maldives. I was feeling a bit down.”

From the corner of the phone, I could see Kason splashing in the blue waters happily.

I wordlessly cut the phone call.

It was barely a minute after that Kason called back, all red and angry, comforting Chrissy in his arms. Like the perfect couple.

“You’re so selfish and pathetic, why did you have to insult Chrissy and make her cry. Is it not her fault you decided to carelessly lose your baby?” He said in disgust.

I opened my mouth in anger about to respond but he cut me off sharply, “Shut the fuck up. Don’t bother us, I need to make sure she’s okay. You get yourself home, you’re not a freaking kid.”

Chrissy smirked at me, darkly enjoying Kason tear me down.

He cut the call on me rudely.

I held the phone in my hand, shaking. I ordered an Uber, I’ll have to beg the hospital staff to take me to the car when it arrives.